So, here I am, once again, at the window, thinking of the PPP, and the strength they surround me with. Singing, fire through the window on repeat (fuck i heart this band).
last night we drove around and sang our heads off, I have no idea how Will deals with my horrible voice.
i saw you last night, and i believe you saw me – it’s funny how we refuse to meet in person, like it would destroy our relationship with each others’ words. i admire you more than you know chick.
i had the best time with you last night. jobs quit (not mine), names thrown (not mine!) and hysterical jabs at insecurities and treetrunks (‘i hear she’s got a new feller!’ WAHAHAHHA).
most of all, laughing at ourselves and the siiinnnnging.
sack, i’m hungry for more. =)