graffiti decorations under a sky of gray
this constant apprehension still giving me away
the lessons I've forgotten
inside of all I've learned
now I find myself in question
point the finger at me again
guilty by association
point the finger at me again
i wanna know the truth
i wanna know the answers
i wanna shut the door
and open up my mind
paper bags and angry voices under a sky of gray
this constant apprehension won't seem to go away
all my talk of starting over
these words were never true
now I find myself in question
point the finger at me again
oh yeah...said girl...she's the best. nothing can compare. not even a bad cell phone reception can hold back my love. one million letters couldn't describe the feelings i have when i'm with you. one million kisses isn't enough for me to give you. so here's my heart. love u summerrain.
whew...the summer is passing by so fast, there's not enough time to appreciate the many occurrences of the summer. love.stress.reflection.change.progression. hard to fathom what the next seasons will be like. in an effort to avoid recanting summer episodes a la real world style...fuck it...i'm going to stop being polite and start getting real.
new apartment. pretty nice pad...my room is the biggest in the house which is dope...but it's too much space to mess around with. i need an interior decorator, someone who can turn this room into something nice. but i like it so far...i need a papasan (sic) chair or like a hammock or something...yes the room is that big. the roommates are very cool...however misha has already ripped me on my bedsheets (polka dots) and my towel (purple)...fuck bro i can't help it that i'm on a budget.
work is going. there's a lot at stake here. too much to mention.
other than that...i'm just living. having the most wonderful time with the most wonderful girl. if i could bottle up the qualities she has insideandout i'd have proof that true beauty does exist. she's my care bear.
music. incubus / youssou n'dour f/neneh cherry
literature. anything beat generation
thoughts. patience is an acquired taste.