I'll Follow You Into The Dark
Love of mine, someday you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding lights or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "NO"s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son, fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "NO"s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time to sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The darkest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
They they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "NO"s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
I'll follow you into the dark
I'll follow you into the dark
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Today makes a year...
A solid year that Raymond and I have been together.
Stupidly enough, I can remember every other day for anything important, with the exception of the exact date that we began our relationship again. For that, I decided to make the 'official' date the 25th. Kind of like Christmas...
I know that if you even read this anymore, you are probably laughing, or thinking me odd. It shouldn't be surprising to you anyway. This time of year has become something more to me than holidays though. It has become an incredibly special season.
As for the rest of my holiday... We got three days out of school. We could have had the entire week, like the majority of Houston County schools, but we didn't because of faculty vote. I guess it is better than nothing. Time away from school is always a blessing.
I cooked for Thanksgiving. A LOT. We ate, and I felt like I was going to explode by the end of the night. After dinner, I flew to Raymond's house in my little green van to spend the remainder of Thanksgiving night with Ray and his family. I actually got to stay an extra night, which was nice, aside from the amount of stress it took to do so. I keep telling my parents that they should get cell phones.
Aside from that, the holiday is over. I should be heading to bed soon. I have school tomorrow, and I start my new job at McDonald's. I'm happy because I will be working with people I know, and will have more hours. Unfortunately, I realize that the job will more than likely interfere with my weekends, but as long as I have one every once in a while, I believe I will be able to manage.
I hope.
-Yours Maniacally.-
Jobs do suck when they interfer with your weekends don't they.
I'm glad you had a good time with Ray.
As you know, I had a good time as well.
Love you.
TifA
Yes, and I thank you for that.
And yea, I do feel alot better now.
To much Thanksgiving dinner I took it.
Well, if I could, I'de help you get your head outta that fog of yours.
But I kinda can't do anything if your in teh fog and its too thick for me to go looking for you. lol
Well... I shall make my leave in search for your little maniacal brain.
Loves, TifA
Hey... Its been a while...
Since I've wrote to you on this.
I figured I'de leave you a restraining order now ^-^
Psycotically, TifA