-- eleven.

mood: Content.
listening to: "Outside" - Staind
reading: Nothing
watching: Nothing
playing: With my layout
eating: Nothing
drinking: Dr. Pepper

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◊ one;

As a few have probably already noticed, I've decided to organize my blog a little bit. Make it more personal, y'know? Decorate it.
I won't, however, change the template itself. I don't see the point of changing it when I'm content with it, anyway, right?
I'm just moving a few things around, testing it out. Trying to see what works best for me, nothing more.

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◊ two;

Today has been eerily calm and quiet. There's been no yelling, no griping, no bad moods (not that Chris and I can see).
It's cloudy, the way I like it, and windy, but unfortunately it's also humid and Mother insists on keeping the windows open to let that thick air in. It's disgusting.

Hopefully the rest of the day will go smoothly.

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◊ three;

And you bring me to my knees again.
All the times that I could beg you please, in vain.
All the times that I felt insecure for you...
And I leave my burdens at the door.

But I'm on the outside,
And I'm looking in.
I can see through you,
See your true colors,
'Cause inside you're ugly—
You're ugly like me.
I can see through you,
See to the real you.

All the times that I felt like this won't end—it's for you—
And I taste what I could never have: It was from you.
All the times that I've tried, my intentions filled with pride,
But I waste more time than anyone...

But I'm on the outside,
And I'm looking in.
I can see through you,
See your true colors,
'Cause inside you're ugly—
You're ugly like me.
I can see through you,
See to the real you.

All the times that I've cried,
All this wasted—it's all inside,
And I feel all this pain,
Stuffed it down; it's back again.
And I lie here in bed
All alone; I can't mend,
But I feel tomorrow will be okay.

I feel like I was away for a while.
A lot of things have changed that feel really new to me. Most of these changes are, to me, bad. I can't believe some of them.
I... Well, I can't believe some of you.

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