Storming really bad here. If I disappear, that's why. Also... pray for me. I don't know if we'll get any tornadoes, but I swear to God the sky looks like it...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind