Currently Listening Swiss Army Romance By Dashboard Confessional see related

so i had an urge to update again after almost 2 weeks.

yes, i got a puppy saturday, but i'm sure you knew that.  i've told many people. she's cute.

school is not terrible, but definetly not good. of course.  i mean it is school. pancake breakfast tomorrow.

lyrics.

So quiet
another wasted night,
the television steals the conversation
exhale,
another wasted breath,
again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break
out of touch, out of time.
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes
out of touch, are we out of time?

Close lipped
another goodnight kiss
is robbed of all it's passion,
your grip
another time, is slack
it leaves me feeling empty.

I'll wait until tomorrow
maybe you'll feel better then
maybe we'll be better then
so what's another day
when I can't bear these nights of thoughts
of going on without you
this mood of yours is temporary
it seems worth the wait
to see your smile again
out of the corner of my eye
won't be the only way you're looking at me then.

so i think i'm done with xanga.

for a while, atleast.

i'm not sure how much longer i can hold everything in.  there's a few things that i've kept to myself over the past few months, and it's been changing the way i've been acting apparently because my mom brought it up to me today.  i told her "i am fine", but that just adds to it.  i don't know what to do... but it doesn't matter.  i probably will still keep it to myself.

anyway,  i watched the benchwarmers tonight.  it had a good moral to it, and it had it's funny moments, but overall, that movie was so stupid it just put me to sleep.

that's it.

Currently Listening MTV Unplugged (Bonus DVD) By Dashboard Confessional see related

This is where I say I've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.
A walking open wound,
a trophy display of bruises
and I don't believe that I'm getting any better, any better.

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
and I'm thinking awful things
and I'm pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartment
is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to break the silence.

Wandering this house
like I've never wanted out
and this is about as social as I get now.
And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you
'cause they would never do,
I would never do, never.

So don't be a liar,
don't say that "everything's working"
when everything's broken.
And you smile like a saint
but you curse like a sailor
and your eyes say the joke's on me.

But I'm not laughing and you're not leaving
and who do I think I am kidding
When I'm the only one locked in this cell?

So don't be a liar,
don't say that "everything's working"
when everything's broken.
And you smile like a saint
but you curse like a sailor
and your eyes say the joke's on me.

i love dashboard confessional.