the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return
My Dear we're slow dancing in a burning room
Sunday, April 11, 2010, 1:17 PM
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
And after all that's said and done, we finish what we started with 500 people staring back at us. That applause, those cheers and those smiles make every little bit of pain that we had to go through so worth it. It never gets old and i don't think i'll ever stop loving it. We take part the world we created, leaf by leaf, plank by plank, gobo by gobo, until all that's left is what we started with; just a blank stage. Names on dressing room tables torn off, loving notes stuck onto mirrors peeled off carefully, flowers strewn on tables neatly compiled and displayed. Suddenly, it feels like nothing ever happened to begin with. We spend a good 3 hours just taking everything apart, then we split into a thousand different directions like a drop of ink into a papercup filled with water.
I am glad it's over. All the shit that we've had to go through, the sweat the tears the blood the everything she being a complete fucknut being a tyrant being a heartless biased asshole treating us like monkey slaves working in a sneaker factory dancing over and over and over again perfectly cos she expects it to be perfect no way of even resting until everything is exactly how she wants it having to deal with all the crap people throw at all of us throw at me throw at the world I am going to miss every single bit of it. I really am. So we lay to rest another show and move right on to the next. Goodbye Shakespeare, hello Dorimu Shoko Jotai.
I'm spending the day at home watching youtube.
WT-mutherfuggin-F. I officially give up playing the guitar. I am not worthy.
I'm sure i've posted these videos before. But, well, just to prove a point. My current replay song.
the machiavellian ist
Vanity isn't a sin, a little narcissm wouldn't hurt.
The World would be a much lesser place without corndogs and pizzas.
Facebook Andrew. Music. Food. People. What more could you possibly want?
partnersincrime
One day when i wake up and find the motive and time to link anybody, i'll let you know.