What if we never had that fight and you lost your trust in me?
What if I told you:
that you should wait
that I loved you
that you're an asshole?
What if I went with you in the car?
What if I gave up?
My life is filled with "what if's": I am the Traveler who took the Road Not Taken, the Astronaut who missed the moon and landed among the stars, the Man who threw stones from his Glass House.
And here I am: too stupid to stop asking "what if", too smart to never look back.
That...has made all the difference?
Friday, 7 November 2008
Tuesday, 4 November 2008
Red v. Blue
They're red. I'm blue.
We're divided, can't mix to purple.
The conversation goes and goes. But they won't look at it from my side; they're too hung up in a world of FOX propaganda and ignorance.
I clench my fists, trying to prevent myself from screaming.
It's time for college.
We're divided, can't mix to purple.
The conversation goes and goes. But they won't look at it from my side; they're too hung up in a world of FOX propaganda and ignorance.
I clench my fists, trying to prevent myself from screaming.
It's time for college.
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