February 2012
56 posts
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america
i feel inlove with you but now I cant have you
I miss you everyday. I miss the food, the people, the smell, the big citys,the small citys, the ocean, suburban, the fat people, the ugly people, the beautiful peole, the neighbours, the big cars, cooffe to go, breakfast in car, drive thures, traffic, cosi, starbucks, pac sun, victoria secret, sephora, tyson corner, potamic mills, early mornings,...
“RUN, WHIRLWIND RUN
FURTHER AND FURTHER AWAY
INTO THE SUN
DONT YOU KNOW ...”
eat work school sleep, eat work school sleep...
D.C. made me and the rest of this mess
You don’t even try to fake it
All of this means nothing
D.C. made me and the rest of this mess
You don’t even try to fake it
Don’t even try
I’m here becuase I was ready to leave
This should mean more but it can’t
So dance, dance Dance to the sounds of america’s best dressed fake out
So when you been waiting your whole life to life to start. You cAnt belive how it feels and times goes way to fast and before you know it, your back from where you started, and now Im just waiting for my life to start again. but this time I dont know when or where
AMERICA WHAT DID U DO TO ME?
“We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure,...”
– Buddha (Siddhartha Gautama)
