I downloaded a song the other day that is a pretty perfect representation of my tattoo/what I want it to mean.
I will let you undress me/
But I warn you/
I have thorns/
Like any rose.
It goes on to say;
And you could hurt me/
With your bare hands/
You could hurt me/
With with the sharp end/
Of what you say.
Which isn't really all that relevant, but I like it anyway. I like the imagery. The song is Break Me by Jewel.
Along that line, I downloaded the song Break Me, Shake Me by Savage Garden.
So you're the kind who deals with the games in the mind/
Well you confuse me in a way that I've never known/
you confuse me in a way that I've never known.
I didn't go to school today. I got up a little late at 8 and just didn't think the effort of rushing would be worth the end result of a shitty and boring day. In hindsight it was a bad thought, considering there's only 9 days left of school and I kinda need to be there for all of them. Ah well.
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Note: this is a combination comment for both posts. Honey, we're all scared, and the next four months are going to be when we're needing each other the most. Don't be afraid to reach out, because odds are good you won't have to reach far to find someone reaching for you.
Fly on, butterfly.
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