Black Party

Before today's post..



Yup. I might make another version of this layout with a more elaborate design on the left. The one now is abit plain. Maybe. Who knows.

Boring day. Pretty much standard up sunday. Wake up, help out at church, go home, eat lunch with family, go online, do whatever rubbish i have to do online, bathe, listen to good music, then sleep.

Yup. Being online though was interesting. Talked to 3 new people today. Had nice chats.

Im typing this in the dark tonight. Spoiling my eyes. Spilt shampoo into my eyes in the shower today, hurt like fuck. Had to wash it out after that. Funny though, there was like foam coming out of my eyes. Freakin scary.

Tomorrow theres going to be a DSL meeting, gonna be interesting.

Dashboard Confessional - This Ruined Puzzle
This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down
so the placing goes slowly.
The pictures of anything other than it's meant to be.
But the hours they creep,
the patterns repeat.
Don't be concerned, you know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said "don't go".

I've written a note,
it's pressed between pages
that you've marked to find your way back.
It says "Does he ever get the girl?"
But what if the pages stay pressed,
the chapters unfinished,
the stories too dull to unfold?
Does he ever get the girl?

This basement's a coffin
I'm buried alive.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
'Cause you're gone
I get nothing
and you're off with barely a sigh.
I never said Goodbye...

Does he ever get the girl?