If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
when it rains, it pours
Never in a million years did I think that the end of a school year would be so hurtfully stamping my mind with vivid memories, bringing tears to my eyes. Especially that last part. we never seem to notice little things that bring us closer, until.. there's nothing left BUT the little things. front steps, hallways, classes, lockers... so many places we've all been. we've walked the same floor.. at the end of the day, when I was standing alone in an empty, lifeless hall, staring inside my locker with the fucking carving on the door, i felt sad. so unbelievably fragile, that my stronger side of me felt sorry for the one mentioned before. i wanted to give myself a hug. how pathetic can I be? And so i put my fairy wings from a drama presentation in first semester, on my back, put my chin up as I took the black lipstick (same source) from my locker, and wrote:
When it rains,
it pours...
underneath the writing that will forever be stored in my picture memory, on the furthest shelf,
And walked out..
" Endings are never easy. I always build them up so much in my head, they can't possibly live up to my expectations and I just end up disappointed. I'm not even sure why it matters to me so much how it ends here. " 
@музыка:
Incubus - Megalomaniac Live RAR 2008; The Fray - All At Once; Coldplay - Warning Sign
@темы:
freak out, let it go,
school life,
Brain