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Friday, August 22, 2003

You keep telling yourself to push it to the back
You just wanna bail first because it's the easy way out
It's totally fine, you just don't wanna deal
Yeah so maybe you're tired, is that any excuse?
You've always wanted to look the other way
You just never did.
You always faced it head on
No matter how bad you wanted to run
Maybe he didn't call
Maybe she's being a bitch
Maybe you messed up
Maybe the day was just all wrong
Whatever the excuse
It's insignificant
Tomorrow's another day
No one said it would be easy
No one made any promises

In the words of my man Bruce
Cowboy tha F*ck up

It's amazing what a goodnight's sleep and food can do for a person's outlook

♥Oh, so vintage... 12:07 PM


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