Jason and The Argonauts.

I love music. Especially when it's STAR WARZZZZ.

Please be patient with me. I'm sorry if I'm rougher than usual. And my usual bubbly and softened corners are feeling sharp and uneven. I'm sorry if my words are harsher, and cutting through you like the razor blades that you've so violently thrashed in your past. I'm sorry if my cuddly exterior isn't matching my destructive interior. And I'm sorry if my destructive interior that is so violently eating me up in the inside gives you the impulse to eat away at me more than I can handle. And I'm sorry if I'm just a tad weepier than usual. It's just been difficult, I suppose. And this is really the only way I know how to handle it. To be honest, I don't know how I can get through it without your help.

I want to know your plans
And how involved in them I am
When I go to sleep for good
Will I be forgiven?
And if you want roses, you can go buy a bouquet.
If that just won't cut it, well what can I say?

You’re what keeps me believing this world’s not gone dead
Strength in my bones put the words in my head
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that’s what you do.
That's what you do.

I want to know your fears
From your feet to the back of your ears
And when they raise the landing gear,
Will your heart stay here?

If you could forgive me, for being so brash.
Well you, you could hit me or whip me.
Oh, I'd savor each lash.

No more fighting
This only a waste of our time
Oh, 'Cause soon we'll be leaving
Will this strength still be mine?

I'll look out for you 'til I die, 'til I rot.
Oh, I'll remember you 'til I die, 'til I rot.

Kelsey Rae