sometimes
if youre in the right spot
the city look like it's on fire.
and it shimmers and blazes.
it moves and pulses.
the city is burning, but i'm not.
i'm going to join it tonight
maybe ill even be the cause.
im not alive yet.
what'll it take?
ill take all my friends
we'll make a run
from mcdonalds to icecream stands
from pub to nightclub
from here to home and back again.
we'll stand on top of roofs and get as close to the edge as we can
just for one perfect photograph.
i have time. and i wont spend it at home
chocking
because you can't find your time for me.
im squinting at the city on fire.
its beautiful.

you're the swimming pool/
on an august day/
and you're the perfect thing/
to say/
and you play it coy/
but it's kinda cute/
and when you smile at me/
you know exactly/
what you do/
baby don't pretend/
that you don't know it's true/
cause i can see it when i look at you.


3 days until i'm 18
6 days until i have the most important date of my life
13 days until my provincial english exam

holy, smokes.

ever notice how life never moves slowly?
it may seem like it does for about a day. or two if youre lucky.
but eventually everything just shows up.
being 18...
wow...
well i suppose i have to save this for three days from now.