August 2011
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“Hey guys i’m going to play the ukulele with my cousins and only play one song...”
– The Local Polynesian kid at your school (via burned-biblez)
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You are
the shit, and I’m knee deep in it.
And I bet she told
A million people that she’d stay in touch,
But all the little promises that don’t mean much,
When there’s memories to be made,
And I hope you’re holding hands by New Year’s Eve.
That made it far too easy to believe,
That true romance can’t be achieved these days.
And even if somehow we could have shown you the place you wanted,
Well...
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Gratitude.
Thank you, for giving me the chance to surprise you. Don’t ever think this wasn’t fun for me, I’ve loved every minute.
Unreleased songs.
I want to forget your name,
Because according to you I’m to blame
For everything you’ve ever done.
And I’m trying to be what you want
But what you want I can’t be,
So I’ll try a little harder to see if I can survive.
Where do you get off?
Telling me constantly, who I’m gonna be,
I’ll make mine,
You wanted to hear it? So hear it, so here it goes.
