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summer 2007 you were kind to me
memories;
i have knots in my hair again. the last time i had knots in my hair was summer 2007 when i went to canada. i was sixteen years old. and i kind of lied because yes i had the jacket but no it had absolutely no meaning to me.
back home i got my license. toyota tacoma my new home. banshee beat and loch raven got under my skin and refused to leave. the whole thing had a certain feeling. on myspace she would message me and i’m like, i don’t care if this is good or bad for me i’m doing it. oh marching band the things you do to me. i can’t even look at a parking lot without feeling that. sweaty in the pitch black. put on my mask. now i love it even more.
childish games i miss the childish games. don’t look at me. no, okay, look at me. actually don’t because i’m…. oh okay, look at me.
so was it twice? two years in a row you’ve got to be kidding me. HIGH SCHOOL IN GENERAL at least the two middle years. learn from my mistakes? how? i’m wearing a black shirt just like i wore a black shirt in summer 2007. holes weren’t in it yet and you probably saw me wear it which makes the connection between YOU and the OTHER. and HAHAHA the other HATES that.
summer 2007 you were kind to me.
take me back so i can live in happiness and she can live in dirt.
