another halloween has come and gone, and i’ve escaped another year without dressing up as brittany spears or an oompa loompa.
that’s right: i didn’t dress up as anything for halloween. but i did attend a halloween party where i overindulged in alcohol, drugs, rock and roll, and social graces. kate threw a dynamo party while i threw a dynamo tool bomb when i became intoxicated to the point of douche-ness.
but what could i do?
i wasn’t feel so….
fresh.
yeah, i had a lot of fun. it was a good long night of drinking: something.. dare i say …. i needed? i must have because i was extremely ecstatic the whole time. unfortunately i didn’t escape without screwing up. . . which kind of makes me wish i had never gone at all.
people wonder why i never go out anymore.
i can’t seem to get it right and i hate feeling like a boob… i mean, what’s all this going out and having fun worth? people talk to me at parties but look past me at school. other people make me laugh and feel good and warm and mooshy but when my laughter trails off i’m left sad and confused and wondering where it all went wrong.
i guess what it all means is that i’m a bit of a nut job. but this is what i was meant to be … so take me for what i am or leave me.
after the party i managed to find my way home… and into my bed. i even managed to change out of my stinky clothes. and when i woke up the next morning, there was somebody next to me keeping me warm.
so i got up and made us breakfast — tea, toast, scrambled eggs, facon, and some morning relief drugs for me.
and i thought to myself
“maybe i’m not all bad.”
“Everybody needs a little time away,” I heard her say, “from each other.”
“Even lover’s need a holiday far away from each other.”
Hold me now. It’s hard for me to say I’m sorry. I just want you to stay.
After all that we’ve been through, I will make it up to you. I promise to.
And after all that’s been said and done,
You’re just the part of me I can’t let go.
Couldn’t stand to be kept away just for the day from your body.
Wouldn’t wanna be swept away, far away from the one that I love.
Hold me now. It’s hard for me to say I’m sorry. I just want you to know.
Hold me now. I really want to tell you I’m sorry. I could never let you go.
After all that we’ve been through, I will make it up to you. I promise to.
And after all that’s been said and done,
You’re just the part of me I can’t let go.
After all that we’ve been through, I will make it up to you. I promise to.
You’re gonna be the lucky one.
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