10:41 a.m. - 2008-10-06
so what, im a rockstar
Don't believe everything happiness says
Nothing feels better than hiding these days
We bury our fears in the drinks, in these tears
For the days we believed we could fly
And we'll never get back what we
Gave away, when we still have that fire in our eyes
Don't believe everything happiness says
Nothings as real as our old reckless ways
When we drink by the fires
The burning car tires
Bad girls and good liars
The dreams we'd conspire
The days we went crazy
The nights wild and hazy
Man how in the hell did we get here?
So why don't you meet me, down behind our old school
We'll waste away the weekend, with perfect regard for how
Cavalier we used to be, that beautiful insanity
Ironic just came on the radio...
I think you should invest in some full spectrum light bulbs, to see if that helps for these feelings of nostalgia, and depression. I don't think you have a full blown Seasonal Affective Disorder, but a bulb or two where you study might help.. do you think?
It takes time, but if you get some you can see if it helps next fall..
k, now that I dont have time to get to school ugh, I need to get this under control.
