Thank you lord;
1)For this oil slick.
2)For her car wreck
3)For I'm homesick
While you rested in the drivers seat, I sat and watched you.
Always the first on the scene, a py-romantic midsummer nights dream.
Trust me, we'll wait for it, pray for it, stomp on the gas till were over it, screaming like bombs for it.
Oh, dear me, I've done it again.
Thank you lord;
1)For the loaded gun.
2)For the bad aim.
3)For I'm lonesome.
Dont forget to bring your gun. I dont think God will show.
P.S.The best lovers were murderers first.
I dont know whats wrong with me at this point. Last night, I almost totally blew up on Cori for no reason. I think mabey shes hideing something from me. I really dont know though. I love her, theres no doubt about that. But I think mabey I need to think about why. I havent slept all night, the last convo I had with her botherd me to the point were I couldnt sleep. Cori, I'm sorry if I'm not good enough. I try, but mabey I try too hard. Mabey you dont try enough. Mabey...too many "mabeys"
On the plus side, my dad is coming down for the weekend. He live in Indiana, as you know. I dont get to see, much less talk to him often. But when I do, I enjoy it. I honestly envy Cori of the fact her dad at least lives in the same state. They may not like each other, but if she needs him, hes within an hours drive. as opposed to 9 hours...
I wrote that at like 4 and I havent slept at all. Im tierd. Im going to sleep.
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