a day in the life of chad

“and this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth. one thats void of all discretion, such an awful tearing sound. with its measure only equal by the power of my stare glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out”

OR

“im waiting for blood to flow to my fingers, ill be alright when my hands get warm. ignoring the phone, id rather say nothing. id rather you never heard my voice.”

OR

“man it takes a silly [boy] to lie about the dreams [he] has, but lord it takes a lonely one to wish that [he] had never dreamt at all”

Im on a dashboard confessional kick… i had to alter the words for the last one.

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