i'm 20.
i'm loud, quiet, shy, friendly all at once.
i love music.
i love foreign films.
i'm fiercely loyal to those i love.
my best friend is my sister.
my favorite color is purple.
i'm awkward.
new people make me nervous and self-conscious.
i tend to turn anything you say into something dirty.
i love the smell of rain.
i love staying up all night doing nothing.
my biggest fear is being ordinary.
i want to be the girl who changed everything.
the girl who made a difference.
i want to be the girl who gave you a story to tell.
"i need an alibi for where i've been.
i knew better than to call you, but i did.
now i'm contemplating each dividing line between 'mistake'
and 'i knew better, but i did.'..
it isn't like i don't know how this ends.
i'll write another song, you'll write me off again.
and somewhere down the line i'll try to fall in love only to find
that i can't do it, without you, it never seems to fit.
'cause oh, you are home.
and no matter where i go, you're in my bones.
and no matter where i sleep,
i never rest outside the place i keep my soul.
i'd ask you not to ever call again.
i'd do my best to focus on your worst offense.
i'd show you every ugly thing i hide behind my criminal's defense.
i'd fall asleep in the houses i don't know.
i'd sit in silence when your song comes on the radio.
but doing everything that i've already done...
just doesn't make much sense."
-Levi Weaver
View/Edit All of My Comments
..
