I'm going to live tonight.
I'm going to live tonight.
I hate every ounce of feigned confidence
In my bones,
I hate the way they didn't care to say goodbye,
I hate this pain that I feel watching you
From across the parking lot.
I hate this sort of okay I'm trying to be.
But I like this Beatles song.
I like some of the dreams I wrote about yesterday.
I like hanging out with Emily and eating m&m's.
That's about it.
That's all it needs to be.
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