I was just 17 years old and had to get some new friends to actually sign up for me to get electricity and utilities because I wasn’t even old enough to have things like that.
I’m not the kind of person who thrives in “the scene.” I know that when this is all over, and I’m no longer cool, I’m going to be just as happy because I’m going to be at home.
If you’re callin’ ’bout my heart, it’s still yours / I should’ve listened to it a little more / Then it wouldn’t have taken me so long / To know where I belong
Some beach, somewhere. There’s a big umbrella casting shade over an empty chair. Palm trees are growin’ and a warm breeze a blowing. I picture myself right there, on some beach, somewhere.
When things go wrong or dont turn out the way you pictured them in your head, you just have to go with the best intentions defense. I have a lot of good intentions.
