I feel trapped. Trapped in by my sheer insanity. I am so fucked up. You have no idea.
You have no idea of how empty I really am.
Purple Heart
Sometimes I just miss you, I miss you so much it tears me apart. I can’t breathe. It’s this all-consuming thing. It destroys me. Over and over.
They say you should focus on what you have. But all I see is what I’ve lost. All I see is what I don’t have anymore… I can’t keep my eyes ahead. I keep looking back.
I can’t deal with change. I can’t deal with loss.
It’s something I can’t explain. It just hurts and hurts.
pix or it didnt happen.
ok experiment over. that is not a new song. that was a demo of a demo from an old record that no one ever has heard. well do more fun stuff like that. we appreciate that you guys have stuck with us through thick and thin and that you play all of our fun treasure hunts. we know you sit in the rain and get smashed on the rail. so every once in awhile it feels good to let you have at it for free. even if its just for a few minutes. im sure one of you guys got it.
dear friend.
im going to miss you.
i left everything on that stage and it still isnt enough to explain what you mean to me.
every single person and every single voice you have given me a life beyond my dreams. a place to run around and sweat. a place to be completely honest. a place that is only ours.
if i could say thank you in words i would. i cant find them. they escape me. thank you.
peter.
blue red blue red blue.
this will have most of the songs we have ever made videos for. it will also include a dvd commentary by the band on each video.
it will include two new songs. one for fans of the mixtape we put out. one that is entirely new and has not been heard before.
you know its gonna tank/rule if even the ap.net kids like the art. wink. (artist is daniel danger - based on a set of skeletons blah just use google).
it will also have a few bonus things some obvious and some hidden as a thank you to the fans who have stuck with us through this journey.
thanks.
A Homeboy's Life: a story for a holiday →
when i was a little human being i went to central school. when i was around 8 or 9 there was a black squirrel outside of the window of mrs. hansons class. who i incidentally once called “mom” by accident and did not live that down the entire year. i thought it was so weird that their was this one…
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