You know those days, when you feel really trapped? Like every which way you turn there's a big brick wall stopping you from moving any further? I felt like that yesterday and I found the perfect song to fit my mood. I tend to do that a lot, find songs that fit my mood. It's called "Suburbian Hell" by Automatic Loveletter. The following is a snippet of the song:
We're all here just hiding
Blinded by suburban hell
And Rain drops keep falling,
I promise I will never tell
We're all here just lying
Stuck in suburbian Hell
Blinded by suburban hell
And Rain drops keep falling,
I promise I will never tell
We're all here just lying
Stuck in suburbian Hell
I don't really know what to say right now, except for "blah." So "blah" to everything. I'm not even mad at anything, really, I've just grown up really fast and I feel like everything else is still growing--which is totally cool--but to every single person and every single thing who wants to prevent me in some way, shape, or form, WATCH OUT. Wow, that was powerful. I'm rambling now, it's what I do best. Ramble with me, start a blog, write a diary, make a movie.
I'm done my rant.
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