I have a date with a house and a Dead Girl.
Tip, now the question is, will she beat me or welcome me or just allow me to be?
The dreams I have are mostly rather electrolysis, crosses fingers peers up in a puppy dog look and begs, please don't whoop
my *** this time.
now unass this pitiful state of apprehension and get my hillbilly **** together so to make it for this date with a haunted house full of memories that are not all bad, urging, and a dead girl with a serious mean streak, to be that mean one has to have a heart of gold.
looking into the mirror I reassure myself, that yes we have a heart of gold in common. yes, a heart of gold, now just keep telling yourself, I understand , I should have been in her shoes yesterday......... oh how I know this truth all too well, of yesterdays and shoes, st. andrews hall by blind melon.
well, seems it will havering be a date for tomorrow. will have to pray a miracle will happen between now and then so as to grace me my memory on where to go, because I foolishly deleted the way point like a *****. and though my dreams kept telling me I would find someone there when I go, I must not allow such childish hopes to become an expectation, simply by way of recent history and the constant wild goose chase that I have been oh so willing to travel down. so yeah, still have a date with a haunted house and a marsh where a dead girl haunts. no, I am not kidding. sadly, no. but the bright side is, maybe answers or at the very least more questions will come of it. tomorrow. yes I will be bringing flowers, even dead girls must like flowers. I would. smiles.
