Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Therapy, you were never a friend to me.

Arrogant boy, love yourself so no one has to.
They're better off without you.
Arrogant boy, cause a scene like you're supposed to.
They'll fall asleep without you.
You're lucky if your memory remains.

Adios,
Alan

P.S. 50th post.

Another P.S. Lyrics from All Time Low's Therapy. What was the significance of this post? It's certainly about something. That much I can say.

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