Music is what feelings sound like.

Wow! Two posts within twelve hours. Wow.

I have all these goddamn feelings inside of me and I can't sort them out. I'm going crazy.

One minute I'm so in love with him that I physically hurt. The next, I wanna fucking yell at him until I lose my voice because he's being so stupid and ignorant. And I still can't get over him. No matter how much he hates me, I can't hate him back. I don't understand it. Not at all. Especially when I've had so many chances to get over him and move on with my life. I really need to.

Then I find myself crying and smiling at the same time. One person makes me cry, while at the same time, another person makes me smile. And the one that makes me smile, I can't have. Well, I'm sure I could. But I won't. Oh how lovely complications are. Complications are the story of my life.

Lyrics are one of my favorite things in this entire world. And right now, these are my favorite.

This is Something Corporate.

I'm under attack again my dear. I'm in the way.
Got no resolutions, no clever anecdotes to say.
And still if I yell at the top of my lungs, will it be the same?
I'd fly you a flag; I'd bury this pen into my veins.
I wanna feel through you tonight.
But I won't make you.
I won't make you.
The telephone number I got for you says nobody's home.
The best thing I can think to do right now is leave it alone.
And you had an apology in your mailbox since last July.
It's funny when you find the words to say, you find no reply.
I wanna feel through you tonight.
But I won't make you.
I won't make you.
Scream my name just one more time.
But I won't make you.
I won't make you.
And it's been hours now.
To be here like this,
And just to lay you down,
And just to taste your lips,
And just to keep me up.
God, I'm tired of sleeping.
And just to lay inside you.
And just to know this feeling.
I wanna feel through you tonight.
But I won't make you.
I won't make you.
Scream my name just one more time.
But I won't make you.
I won't make you.

I wish I could write something that was amazing. That someone could connect to. Maybe I have. If I have, that's very nice. But it seems like most of the time, I can't get my thoughts onto paper using words that make sense. So I'll just use someone else's lyrics for now.