down in my eyes
On my own.
"Did you think this would make everything right?"
about 15 hours left, until my Yellowcard show. Whoopi.
I think i'll be by myself, but.. does it matter, anyway?
"Another day you're not with me
We can't always be.. together
In my dreams...
So i will wait for you, tommorrow."
Ahh. I feel like crying. I better listen to somemore
music, to distract myself.
"I'm finding out i'm all alone,... I'm all alone."