my dreams are too real to just push away when i wake up. They stick with me all day. Knowing that what i want was right there, in my bed, In my head. And it doesnt exist in this realm. no in this realm nothing is quite as extreme, as my terrors or my dreams.
This saturday at the Lemondrop on commercial street! Springfield kids come to this! Reblog if you’re awesome! 6 bucks, get there from 6-7 0’clock! Were playing a never before heard LongweirdSong! Be there!
We are all looking for love, but not just any kind of love. Maybe the love you imagined when you were young or an idea you’ve created in your mind since you’ve gotten a little older. And there are people who are willing to give you their love. But in your experiences and thoughts what they have is not good enough for you. Maybe because you want to find love with a that person who has seemed fit for so long. But they dont love you back. Because they have their own vision of love in their head, and you’re not it. You may never find “true love” if you keep this up. Keep your ideas as ideas for they are not fact, because the greatest love with a human you will find. Will not be a perfect idea, but changing all the time. Constant back and fourth between, me saving your ass and you saving mine. And they will be your best friend.
Longweirdday… I miss my Longweirdfriends. I killed my Longweirdgirlfriend today, Then made Longweirdlove to a Longweirdmoose. Although i did not win at golf, i still am free to not capitalize “i” when refering to my Longweirdself. FBGM!!!