Monday, September 05, 2005

soft as a feather...


I saw a few people this weekend, makes me very happy.

speak for me:
The first star I see may not be a star.
We can't do a thing but wait....
So let's wait for one more.
The time such clumsy time in deciding if it's time.
I'm careful but not sure how it goes.
You can loose yourself in your courage.
The mindless comfort grows when I'm alone with my 'great' plans.
This is what she says gets her through it:
"If I don't let myself by happy now then when?"
If not now when
When the time we have now ends.
When the big hand goes round again.
Can you still feel the butterflies?
Can you still hear the last goodnight?
Close my eyes and believe wherever you are, an angel for me....

Words from Justin:

its just like dammit people if you love someone go freaking grab them, kiss them, make yourself look stupid in front of them and sing a song. i dont know man but just stop sitting on your ass trying to figure out how to beat jeff micklos digital art and follow your heart



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