R.S.♥

This is how it works
it feels a little worse
and then we drove our hearse
right through that screaming crowd.
While laughing up a storm
until we were just bone,
until it got so warm
that none of us could sleep.
Then all the styrofoam
began to melt away.
We tried to find some worms
to aid in the decay,
but none of them were home
inside their catacomb.
A million ancient bees
began to sting our knees.
While we were on our knees
praying that disease,
would leave the ones we love
and never come again.
And on the radio
we heard November Rain
the solo's really long
but it's a pretty song.
We listened to it twice
cause the dj was asleep.
This is how it works
you're young until you're not
you love until you don't
you try until you can't
you laugh until you cry
you cry until you laugh
and everyone must breathe
until their dying breath.
This is how it works
you peer inside yourself
you take the things you like
and try to love the things you took
and then you take that love you made
and stick it into some..
someone else's heart
pumping someone else's blood
and walking arm in arm
you hope it don't get harmed
but even if it does..
you'll just do it all again.
On the radio
you hear November Rain
that solo's awful long
but it's a good refrain.
You listen to it twice
cause the dj is asleep..
on the radio.

(no se qué título poner, agh)

Me molesta el sentirme tan patética por llevarme una materia la cual podría haber aprobado de no haber robado la prueba ya nombrada y haber sido descubierta. (Todo lo que explico es en vano, who cares?) En fin, mis compañeros son lo mejor, sobretodo el que dejó en el banco a la vista de profesores y preceptores, la prueba antes nombrada :)
Quemaría a cualquiera que se me cruce en estos momentos, mi grado de neurosis está en su máximo nivel y soy conciente de que puedo llegar a herir a alguien si me nombran la palabra físico-química aplicadas. "Un bonus track" para seguir en el colegio, fue el nombre que mi adorada y despreocupada Paulita le dió a esta situación tan bizarra. ¡Yo me llevo una materia! Pero por favor, muéranse todos, háganme el grandísimo favor.
Chau, estoy de malas.