Sunday, April 4, 2010

strawberry fields, nothing is real

and nothing to get hung about...strawberry fields forever
living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see
its getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
it doesn't matter much to me.

i. love. this. song.



"What's with the jokes, all the routines they play
Screw with my head, never cave til they get their way
Guys like to run, chicks like to yell you see
Guys hate to fight, girls think its therapy"

gotta love Blink.

i need to get out and do something and not sit and stew in my room.

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