Sorry if I'm seeming clingy.. Not trying to be, by any means. I was wondering; since I read your profile.. Are you a writer? Because I love to get my feelings out in stories or poetry, and you come off to me seeming like you'd make a great poet. Very descriptive, understanding of emotions, and creative.
I hope we can be friends, because I feel as if we would get along :]
*****What Time of Day are you?***** You are midnight. You are darkness and moonlight and a sky full of stars. You're nocturnal, but not in a lonely way. You are the moment when an unbelievably good rock show goes into its third encore. Just when everyone starts to wonder if it's finally over, the band runs back on stage and starts another song. You are the time of night when everybody knows it's getting late, but nobody wants to go home. You are the smoke machines, still going strong, and the stage lights that make that smoke glow blue and red. You are the warm mass of people singing along in unison, the sweaty rockers, the guitar solo, and that split second when you could swear the lead singer looked in your direction
Sick of all the drama, sick of all the pain, sometimes it's best to just forget their name.