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I was quite proud of us for meeting up in a record time of, what, 20 minutes? Much better than the 45 last time... Came home and the thugs were home as well (: So, we went downtown. I went to Ted Herberts and played everything. Then we ordered breadsticks and ate them at the center of manchester because there was a sketchy guy staring at us in the pizza place (: Then we sat on chairs in the chair store that we weren't supposed to sit on. Bad-ass for sure (: We got so many ideas for our apartment in Boston :D Good times. I started biking again. Much more entertaining than running. Hate running a lot...too much work. I just got so inspired to get better at piano again (: Oh those piano based indie bands just kill me... But I just melt when my fingers can do that. "Who shot that arrow in your throat? Who missed the crimson apple? It hung heavy on the tree above your head This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect Give your immortality to me; I'll set you up against the stars Gloria, We lied, we can't go on This is the time and this is the place to be alive Who shot that arrow in your throat? Who missed the crimson apple? And there is discord in the garden tonight The sea is wine red This is the death of beauty The doves have died The lovers have lied I cut the arrow from your neck Stretched you beneath the tree Among the roots and baby's breath I covered us with silver leaves Gloria, We lied, we can't go on This is the time and this is the place to be alive The sea is wine red This is the death of beauty The doves have died The lovers have lied The sea is wine red This is the death of beauty The doves have died The lovers have lied The sea is wine red (Gloria, we lied) This is the death of beauty (this is the time and place) The doves have died (Gloria, we lied) The lovers have lied (this is the time and place)" -The Hush Sound; Red Wine |
