You love them so much.You're best friend dose to. what is there left to do?cant let them go,they wont leve him.theres not much you can do.there's always pouting you're life to a end and every one bags you not to.then leve you out in the cold.say they love you then tern there back to you.As you stare back,you ask you're slef dose any one care?... HOLD ON! dont pull that triger,dont hang you're self.dont let go some one needs you,some one loves you,some one will miss you,some one care's,some one is there for you.Every one tells you they love you.they tell you that they are there for you when you need them.they say they love you always then they leve you out in the cold.they tern there back to you as you stare at there back you think.this is to much,this **** must end you get your dads gun and...HOLD ON! dont pull that triger,dont hang you're slef,dont despare.some one needs you,some one love's you,some one will miss you,some one cares,some one is there for you.you love them so much.you're best friend dose to.now there getting marryed and your the best man,there's not much left to do?there's always pouting you're life to a end.every one bags you not to. they tell you they love you always then they leve you out in the cold.when you need them more then ever they tern there back to you as you stare at there back you think would any one miss me would anyone care...HOLD ON! dont pull that triger,dont hang your self dont despare.when you stand alone and think that no ones felt this way remeber...HOLD ON! dont pull that triger,dont hang you're self,dont despare,dont let go,dont give up,dont give in.we have all bean there and were hear to pull you throu.
[Edited by Blink182, 4/27/2008 8:26:10 PM]
[Edited by Blink182, 4/29/2008 2:22:49 PM]
Happy those early days! when I
Shined in my angel infancy.
Before I understood this place
Appointed for my second race,
Or taught my soul to fancy aught
But a white, celestial thought;
When yet I had not walked above
A mile or two from my first love,
And looking back at that short space,
Could see a glimpse of His bright face;
When on some gilded cloud or flower
My gazing soul would dwell an hour,
And in those weaker glories spy
Some shadows of eternity;
Before I taught my tongue to wound
My conscience with a sinful sound,
Or had the black art to dispense,
A several sin to every sense,
But felt through all this fleshly dress
Bright shoots of everlastingness.
O, how I long to travel back,
And tread again that ancient track!
That I might once more reach that plain
Where first I left my glorious train,
From whence th' enlightened spirit sees
That shady city of palm trees.
But ah! my soul with too much stay
Is drunk, and staggers in the way.
Some men a forward motion love;
But I by backward steps would move,
And when this dust falls to the urn,
In that state I came, return.
Making a cake for Elite
Why just today he made me a cake but got rather upset when I told him it was a lie.
Cryed he did but still a lie the cake remains and we agreed the cake was not a pie. Through all that pain and turmoil he endured making that cake and claiming it could fly still outside it rains and still I am yet to discover why.
So smashed that cake he did and the lie in which it holds Is it me or insane is he? thats the lie the cake witholds eating it is my destiny.
dont ask <_<
[Edited by Elite, 4/28/2008 5:09:34 PM]
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