You Nostalgia, You Lose Thursdays. This was the theme song of my Xanga account. Yeah, remember Xanga? HRHRHRHR.
Here in this diary, I write you visions of my summer. It was the best I ever had. There were choruses and sing-alongs, and that unspoken feeling of knowing that right now is all that matters. All the nights we stayed up talking listening to 80’s songs; and quoting lines from all those movies that we love. It still brings a smile to my face. I guess when it comes down to it…
Being grown up isn’t half as fun as growing up: These are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart and eventually you’ll finally get it right.
Breaking into hotel swimming pools, and wreaking havoc on our world. Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time. The black top’s singing me to sleep. Lighting fireworks in parking lots, illuminate the blackest nights. Cherry cokes under this moonlit summer sky. 2015 Riverside, it’s time to say, “goodbye.” Get on the bus, it’s time to go.
-and they say we would have seen you two years ago had you stuck around or come to the show but youth’s taken over by rock and roll while we were laughing, and drinking, and smoking, and singing-
so i left. that is it. that’s my life. nothing is sacred. i don’t keep friends, i keep acquainted i’m not a prophet (but i’m here to profit) that’s all, i’m gone! that’s my life, nothing is sacred i don’t fall in love, i just fake it i don’t fall in love. i don’t fall in love.