The fast facts are:
Briana.
Eighteen.
On the tall side.
Not on the thin side
Not a drinker.
Smokes.
Not religious.
Damn liberal.
Gayer than you.
University of Memphis
Broke.
current life plan: Film Editor. Fuck uncertainty. My YouTube Channel
Marky got with Sharon
And Sharon got Cherese
She was sharing Sharon's outlook
On the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar
And Bobby was a racist
They were all in love with dyin'
They were doing it in Texas
Tommy played piano
Like a kid out in the rain
Then he lost his leg in Dallas
He was dancing with a train
They were all in love with dyin'
They were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
Some will die in hot pursuit
And fiery auto crashes
Some will die in hot pursuit
While sifting through my ashes
Some will fall in love with life
And drink it from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
Another Mikey took a knife
While arguing in traffic
Flipper died a natural death
He caught a nasty virus
Then there was the ever-present
Football player rapist
They were all in love with dyin'
They were doing it in Texas
Pauly caught a bullet
But it only hit his leg
Well it should have been a better shot
He got him in the head
They were all in love with dyin'
They were drinking from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes
So a long, long time ago you sent me a link on msn for a comedian and tonight I wanted to find him only I couldn't remember his name and I don't have the link anymore, but somewhere in the deepest corner of my memory, I remembered that one of his jokes included a sesame seed and that's how I found him again. The End. =)
i'm sorry. haha. someone decided that he should have some closure last night and texted me about it. i thought it was quite a coincidence that you wrote about it. it was just a random thought.
i love you. you have a pretty face. you are my best friend. i wish you were at home with me. i wish college wasn't far away. i wish the college i want to go to was closer, too. i hope your day is full of happiness, success, and good will. and i want you to know that you are very deeply loved and missed back home. i miss your silliness; i miss your mess; i miss your laughs; i miss your hugs; i miss driving to school everyday with you; i miss telling you every funny, sad, happy, shitty, wierd, zach brown moment of every day of my life; i miss dragging you out of bed; i miss taking care of you; i miss telling people that i take care of you; i miss you being a part of almost every aspect of my social life; i miss listening to you talk about things that you're thinking about; i miss sitting with you on the couch; i miss you sitting on me on the couch; i miss hearing you sing in the car; i miss going to piano lessons with you. simply put, briana, i miss you more than you, or anyone else, could possibly imagine, and in more ways than you could possibly comprehend.
