Sunday, April 5

sitting here doing damage

to myself

bury me in armour when i'm dead and hit the ground
i am so excited for coldplay hotstop herethere nearfar 
but it will be so good i will want to remember that feeling for a long while
loud concerts big concerts make me so happy where i am in a room filled with so many peeps
there for the same thing i'm there for

all that time she was silent still
so if you love me won't you let me know

i know i'll cry. hannah will see me cry at the coldplay concert 
in the stands
i will extend my arms towards Chris Martin hoping he fixates his brilliant blue eyes on only me
and in that moment we have brain waves pulsating back and forth
and he promises to sing to me everyday
with that british accent


soldiers you got to soldier on

"instead of proving a point, let's right a wrong."
sandy cohen said that. i'd like a man like him.  nice surfer guy who never seems to get grey hair

actually grey hair isn't so bad
i only seemed to take a liking in Will Smith when he had grey hair in I Am Legend

i'm going to watch Basquiat. it's 1:57 am

good nite

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