Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I’m gonna find a way
To die
I’m living only for a lover
And the death of you and I
But if you find a way to break my back
With needles, thread, and guilt
Will you cover me in kerosene
And burn my strychnine quilt
Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took
Will you cry from all the drugs I took
Will be my little come down hook
And I’ll never ask again
Will I wake up feeling half of you
Has been striped or torn in two
To kill a young man’s point of view
Is to kill his only friend
Oh, oh
Tomorrow
We’re gonna find a place to live
I’m packing only means for red wood dreams
It’s a place that you’ll be excepted
Oh fuck the world
Just a boy and a girl
But it’s that leach you’ll have to shake
Through the love we’ll need to make
Call me sure
Yeah I’m sure I said
I said I’m open wide
But you really have to understand
We’ll build a water slide
If you’re brave enough to hold my hand
Oh,
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Yes, I'm a submissive. No, I'm not seeking a dominate. My blog will make you: laugh, cry, mad, horny, offended, grossed out, depressed, high, hungry, anorexic, a cutter, a hipster, a stoner, cool, lost, and born again.I like movies, long car rides, the LA Kings, the beach, House, American Dad, Suits, sushi, rainy days, weed :p sex, french toast, Captain Crunch, Batman, acting like a kid, extra mayo, my iPhone, jogging, biking, yoga, meditating, cuddling, bouldering, free soloing, star gazing, red wine, and Coldstone. I'm 24 (still trying hard everyday to make it to 25), have blue eyes, and Californian, Capricorn, nerd, and Kinesiology Major. (Look it up)