This has been a rough few week Hah, more like months Why are we dancing like this Spinning 'round in circles Never touching, never leaving I can't be the only one who's tired of this
But can you imagine a life Where we finally meet Touch in the middle Fall in love I know that isn't me But it could be
In a world where I'm strong Where I can make you laugh Sit in the back Smiling and flash peace signs Laughing in the halls Would you still walk me to class Hold my hand if I asked I can imagine you when you drive Screeching and dramatic Blasting Boy Division and Eyes glued to the road
We don't talk about serious things In normal places Words slip out into Normal conversations Bleeding from the edges Are we closer now Or further away
I have a lot of questions for you That I'll never ask Like if I'm good enough If you could ever even love me Why you asked about my boyfriend And decided to confide In the middle Of a highschool cafeteria It's not that I mind I just want to ask why
Tomorrow, I won't see you Will we still talk Or will a silence fall Like the snow that won't come And deafen us forever Will I sit with you again Laugh with all your friends You seemed happy enough Was that what you wanted all along Do you do what I do
Can you ever fall asleep On a cloudy afternoon Would you wake up If I asked you to If the sun was rising From behind the clouds If the blinds weren't down Would you let me Hold your hamster And what was with those eyes When I said the only thing I want Is someone to sing The other half Of Promiscuous with me Were you thinking about it When you asked me to put you on my shoulders At the MCR concert What did you mean When you said we'd go to a break room For your birthday party Who else would be there I can't imagine It'd just be me
And if we do meet What does that mean Can I pet your hair Pick you up and run While you struggle and giggle And not quite scream What did you mean When you said your best friend was emo Did you mean me You were looking at me Am I the closest thing you have To a friend at this point What happened last year I can see you flunking But not without reason Who are you Beneath all of your clothes What made you this way Who shaped you Into the being You are today
Can we lift sometime Go to a shop I can body block Or maybe just hit the road Complain about my family's Unspiced plain taco meat It's not my fault They are like that You know that too I like that
Would you listen to a song If I sent it to you And I know that there's A reason you left the friend group Are you worth giving up Everybody else Something in me screams That you just might be And what if we do What if we end up In rural New Jersey Driving up for the weekends Or down to your apartment To stay up and sleep in Would you lay next to me Stay up with me Read and talk and ***** to me Would you be everything I need
I couldn't be yours forever I wouldn't be yours at all And I can see you With that stupid, self satisfied half smile Hands on your hips Androgynous Content to let me Be my own person Yeah, I can see that I can feel the rise and fall of your chest Maybe we'll roadtrip With your old friends who smoke **** They could drive Stay up all night You'd fall asleep on me in the backseat No stops in town Just gas stations And fields of grey grasses Your friend would download Really bad movies Play them on an iPad Propped up on the dashboard Feet up, head back Singing that life's just like that We could pull over To the side of the road Get out, stretch our weary limbs I can see you squatting down Picking up rocks and stones I wouldn't kiss you then Maybe wouldn't ever But I'd watch your back Would you watch me back Would you watch me too
Would you look in my eyes And see something other Than the standard grey blue Would you find religion In my hands and fingers I hope you wouldn't I don't want you to Would you appraise my body As just another creature A vessel for my soul And would you care Would you stand with me When it mattered Or would you walk away
Would things be the same As they were at the start Shaking hands Sitting on the floor, reading books Swinging at the park Maybe I know you now What you're doing Walking past me Never looking back at me You want me to follow you Through highs and lows Thick and thin And I can't chase you forever I don't even want to
But you saw something in me You answered me You remembered National Emo Day You asked me to play drums While you played bass You asked me what I thought About your hair You showed me your dogs Texted me about bands And I think you meant it When you shook my hand Greeted me Asked to meet with me Didn't ignore me On the first day back Even when you saw your friends You sat outside in the cold Rejected the good table And put up with me Even when my jokes didn't land And I stepped on your toes Crossed your lines Wasted your time
So do you sleep in the light Do you think there's a heaven After this life What happened with your parents Where do you want to go Have you ever loved someone Do I really want to know Who was that one ex The one even skinnier than me Will you laugh while I cry Or will you look away from me Are your scared of being broken Or far past ready to break Do you want to fall in love right now Or will I have to wait
This is really long. Songs: "Boy Division" by My Chemical Romance, "Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland.
I was alone deep within my thoughts lost in nature. in other words passed out in the park as usual from a night of deep research and binge drinking hey everyone needs a ******* hobby okay.
I was just about to do some deep sea diving I'm kidding it's more like explore the hot tub with Jennifer Aniston and Lawrence hey I bought those goggles why not put them to some good perverted use right?
When all the sudden I was pulled from my ******* utopia and brought to reality with some strange hamster dressed like a troll throwing bean bags at my head Jesus Christ this is why I stopped passing out in truck stops.
I banish you strange drunken wizard with a banishing spell . he said as he kept throwing his strange little bean bags at me I tell you you have to worry about a man playing with his bean bags in the park I mean sure that kind of **** flew in third world countries like Canada but here in the states we had guns so we could protect areselves and go hunting cause who doesn't love some male bonding? Or buying a A-K 47 to blow the living crap out of everything insight .
**** the woods it's filled with to many fury hippies to began with and what wall doesn't say high class better than some animals head on it looking like it just got prison *****. Yeah it looks so natural and dead that is .
But enough with the foreplay and back to the bean bag throwing troll nerd . Hey man your supposed to exit the playing field after I hit you with that ******* .
The strange dressed nerd said then snickred to with fellow dork homies. You got to love newbies they don't even know a level 12 troll God from a ***** cave spider.
They all seemed to be smoking crack for they all busted up laughing at this strange little escaped from the asylum hamster.
I wasn't sure if I should just run or try to speak with these odd nerd folk they kind of of reminded me of Muppets on acid yeah that was a bad trip don't ask. Boy I never knew Miss Piggy was such a **** or a gymnast.
Excuse me gaydolf So is there so reason you woke me up or are you just off your meds and looking to throw your bean bags at the first drunken in semi coma person you find sleeping on a bench ?
Your not part of the game?
The strange little troll nerd asked me and from the surprise in his voice I could tell this weird little hamster was on some great ******* drugs once told me two things. One I needed to dump these ******'s like a truck stop burrito. And two I had to find out who his doctor was cause I wanted triple of whatever this kid was having .
No sir I'm not part of a game or show unless it's being the judge of a wet t shirt contest cause I do believe in supporting the *******. Hey **** the whales save the ******* they look awesome and who cares bout the environment duh there's sharks in there didn't you ever see jaws besides everyone knows I'm allergic to water. That's why I drink whiskey its much better for you besides ever see flipper hop out the ocean for a bathroom break ?
Hey this dude isn't part of the realm were in he's just some old *** drunk. Another strange hamster said to his Troll friend.
Oh sir I do beg your pardon here take this . The troll nerd handed me a bottle . Now this was more like it I kicked it back and tasted the most foul tasting ***** I'd ever tasted in my life .
Dear lord man what is this ****! ? Umm its called bottled water dude the troll replied .
I looked at the plastic container in a mix of total disgust and hell these kids were into some weird ****.
Water huh tastes like **** what the hells the proof ? Umm it's water ******* it doesn't have a proof .
I tried to grasp what the two headed tall one had said but was lost . How could anyone drink anything not to catch a buzz what twisted sick little ******* had I run across?
I had enough of these strange garden gnomes **** I reached for my trusty flask a hit of some good old 80 proof trying to rid myself of the taste of this poison called water .
Look I do not even want to know what your nerds are up to but unless it involves some hot stripper elves a bottle of cooking oil and a twister game count me out.
Looking at me like most people do with that mix of confusion and a feeling like they needed a bath there strange leader spoke up. Sir you have to understand we are larping and on a quest we simply confused you for another drunken wizard .
Well I can understand that my sexually confused nerd friend but I think you need to seriously go on a quest with me .
Your on a quest the troll dork asked lighting up like Taylor Swift after just stealing the soul of yet another misguided hamster and brainwashing millions in to believe she actually had talent or a soul I'm just saying .
Yes Gaydolf I'm on a mighty quest to get my magic staff blown by some cheap ****** but enough about my ******* wife. Yeah the internets filled with perverts and if you search long enough you might just luck out and find your very own ****** with a heart of gold or drunken long winded perverted ******* like myself .
Sir I have you know me and my knights of honor are true gentlemen why we need no pleasures of cheap ****** we have the company of each other songs and campfires to drive are passions who here amongst my circle would like to follow this demented nut on some ****** bag quest for the earthly pleasures of the flesh?
The little troll nerd turned around to see his round table of fellow ******'s gone .
What the ****!
We could here his cries as me and my new crowd of odd little dressed hamsters were off to the Hotseat ******* in search of ***** ,Strippers and hopefully trick one of these naughty dancing hamsters into a quest play hide the sword in the well you get the point. cause hopefully someone with some cheesy name like sparkle or Bambi or Candy would .
Sir Gonzo the strange looking Cyclops of my new entourage asked? Yeah what is it amigo? Do you not fear the wrath of the troll gods mom? I mean she did bring us all here in here minivan and all.
Well my one eyed nerd friend in are quests you will learn many things there are to fear . But nothing far worse than the river of fire that spews from thy staff after a goodnight with the ***** of the back alley.
Oh no worries Sir Gonzo I have plenty of spell packs of penicillin . Hey does ***** Debra still do that trick with a ping pong ***** and a picture of Kanye Wests face?
We can only hope my one eyed friend you know I cant believe you know bout ***** Debra I said with a bit of surprise in my already getting there drunken lets get this ******* ****** **** story over voice.
Duh what do you think I am one of those twilight homos sir Gonzo? My Cyclops nerd friend replied.
that night was epic we laughed we darnk we watched a Canadian cave troll totally make out with a ****** from the magic kingdom Minnie mouse is such a freak and I know what your saying like the nut that wrote this ***** isn't?
Thank you hamsters that truly means a lot.
Are quest was epic are night spoke of in nerds who dream only to grasp a ***** strippers ******* let alone snort coke off there arses .
I never saw my socially awkward friends again yeah I bet that troll nerd Billy Gates sits even now wishing he truly had grabbed life by the bean bag and sized the day I wonder what ever happened to him.
It was just another ordinary day at the Pub. I as always at the helm tending bar hitting on hamsters and making crude jokes that usually walked the line and got me banned from a site that I was a living legend on. Remember kids there is no Hello without Gonzo.
Hey Gonz you really need to do something bout the restroom some nameless bland writer that I probably liked cause I thought she looked hot said to me as she walked towards the bar. What is somebody jerking off in there again ****** ! I swear creative ******* sure are a frustrated ***** bunch.
Just then a old man walked from the restroom . Granddad what did I tell you bout using the restroom? Huh the old man replied with that look of who the hell am I am what the **** is this ***** behind the bar saying . Yeah I get that look a lot .
Granddad ! Huh? What's that ? He replied again as he staggered to the bar smelling of whiskey and **** yeah almost like Lindsey Lohans new perfume ode to a ***** well minus the ******* and bitter smell of a burned out former child actress.
What's that your saying? The restrooms father time what did I tell you ,there strictly for paying costumers go use the alley where I keep your house slash cardboard box .
Oh yeah and by the way you still owe me rent duh just cause your old and related to me doesn't mean you can just sponge off me who do you think you are some washed up drunken writer who haunts a nearly dead website like some strange perverted ghost ?
Hey did you hit the blood bank you old ****? But son they told me I can't go twice in a week or I could die! Look old man if you cant do that then you better hit the street start jerking off truckers I swear it was good enough for grandma you lazy **** .
I swear you give a semi senile old **** a spacious alley and wonderful box to live in as you take his social security and this is thanks you get. Oh well least when he passed I can still collect his checks I'll just keep him in the walk in box nobody will know the difference .
Hey ******* don't talk to that nice old man like that. A voice Interrupted me as I was about to remind father time he needed to sign his check duh how else do you think I fund the bar?
You really are a ***** Gonz you should be ashamed off talking and treating that nice old man so terrible. I couldn't believe the gull of this women and although I was slightly distracted by her ******* I had to keep focused cause this story had to end some ******* time .
Miss first off may I say welcome to the Pub and you have a great rack. ***** you perve ! , She said in her angry yet I could tell she secretly wanted me cause I'm a totally delusional egotistical ******* writer who is really long winded and enjoys cheap laughs and even cheaper hookers but only in moderation like Jesus kind of sense .
What to much? Well you haven't read **** yet kids .
Miss I realize you may view me as a totally kickass writer and dude that you secretly want to have a goodtime in the backroom with . Drop dead **** ! the woman replied . Yeah I could tell I was wearing her down.
What gives you the right to treat this old man so cruel? Duh cause he's my family silly woman and it's not like I'm cruel to him in fact I treat him great don't I grandpa?
I haven't eaten in four days . The old man replied .
You poor old sweetheart the woman said as she put her arms around the old man as he began to cry what a total ***** . It's okay I'll get you some help . Oh thank you so much your such a nice lady .
What the hell ! I herd the woman say in a semi state of shock as she realized in her effort to comfort grandpa he had grabbed a handful of some tight **** .
Get your hands off me . The woman shouted but grandpa was stuck to that women like a tight pair of jeans . Come on sweetheart give pop pop some love.
The old demented ******* said. ***** this the woman said as she drove her knee about five miles into the old ****'s junk.
The old man fell to the floor as all five of the regulars laughed and the dudes had to cringe .
You people are all insane ***** this place she said as she walked out the door .
The old man climbed the barstool in the woes of agony a frustrated climber trying to hit the peak of that really tall mountain that I cant recall it's ******* name oh yeah Adele .
Give me a ******* whiskey and a ice pack you little *******. I swear pops that act never gets old you alright? I said as I poured the old ***** a strong one and handed him a steak.
What the hells the steak for ? Duh the swelling ******* besides we got to thaw it out anyways somebody ordered one from down the street and would it **** you to shave I'm just saying the owner of the site really already dislikes me enough already.
Yeah you kids are ****** up with your cellphones and computers and your shaved ***** give me the old days where men were men and weren't afraid to be men and smell like men not French ****** speaking of ****** dam I miss your grandma .
Yes the Gonzo clan it's so great to come from such a long line of misspelling drunken ***** loving perverts .
You know pops maybe we need to pick a new scam to run on the yuppies I don't think you can take to many shots like that anymore.
Hey are you saying I'm old ? Well when the first boat trip you ever took was on the Mayflower I'd say so gramps .
Well did that order for the steak include any seafood? No why? I replied as I poured me and the old man another.
Well cause it looks like there getting some ***** with there steak.
It was a dream and we embraced it children fresh to play no time frame or end in sight. As in those first stages we understand no remorse or pain simply the pleasure of time shared life truly turn's it all to **** in time my dear .
We laughed in those awkward moments of want and the cravings of pleasures unknown . In moments I reflect between my personal haze so far the distance so bitter the man I can no longer understand to be myself.
In the eyes your innocence met life's sunset and I watched you become cold with are emotions winter. Now empty I write as in other circles you breath to suppress yourself to none but me.
I remember the night together the walks down empty streets now that resemble myself pain doesn't fade it simply is masked by actors whom choose to pretend rather than exist.
Would you trade skill for happiness ? The page I exist as I suppress everything that resembles a life. It's always loaded I just haven't the ***** to take the ride .
Empty is the park as strangers now walk a ***** that's pitfalls stand without warning I wish you luck and hate the thoughts that you bring back to me I never stop thinking just choose to drown in the misery for others to enjoy.
I never forget I simply just mask what it is I never could Ignore .