I live in livingston, Louisiana. Such a boreing place.
Poem to conclude what i mean ^_^
(My life here is slow and boreing,
I watch the wind and water churne,
As if any of this means to me,
I get Talked at by people from far away,
Yet i sit here in my very own way,
I watch the skys roll away,
Waiting till i move away.)
Wow... i just made that up in like 10 seconds: D
Love is an illusion,
All i see,
Are broken hearts,
In front of me,
...
Aerials, Oh Aerials in the sky,
They fly back and forth,
Beaneath my eye,
From sea to sea,
...
Days go by,
I wonder why,
Your words always hurt me,
The i found the darkness,
...
Love is in the sea,
Watching me,
Screaming out my name,
Untill it bleeds,
...