imaginary girlfriend

The way alcohol makes you flushed,
Makes your heart beat so very.. very fast.

Thats what happens whenever that thought crosses my mind.

The one where we hold hands
The one where we live happily ever after

In a good way though, good highs, but it happens too often,
I can't concentrate, on anything.. nothing.

Its pretty sick, I never thought, you know, that I could be back here again.
I never thought, you know, it would be exactly the same.

BUT ALAS!

haha alas..

Like how weird it is for me to use that word..
Fuck, I can't think of the last line..
Something something.. absurd.


xoxo~