If we're lost, don't turn around

I helped you out of yourself

And right back in
You say it's foolish
But there's something that you missed

You want a car with a clean interior
I've been far but it's never been serious
Take your time, take your time to arrive
Take your time, take your time

We move slow down the roads
With the lights out, you whisper soft,
"If we're lost, don't turn around"
We'll take our time, take our time to arrive
We'll take our time, take our time

Where we are
There are no ceilings where we are
I could be anywhere as long as I'm with you

We watch the sky from side of the interstate
And recite favourite lines from the songs that play
We took our time, took our time to arrive
We took our time, took our time

Where we are, there are no ceilings where we are
I could be anywhere as long as I'm with you

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Day 6/50.
Hardest day yet.
IMYSM.

49 days to go

Oh, I wish I had my boyfriend... Wish I had a pizza (Hawaiian) and a bottle of wine (Brown Brothers).

Sugar, we're going down

Came home from watching New Moon with Pat tonight.

I'm embracing my inner cougar... Jacob was pretty frickin hot. Case in point:

I've got to remind myself he's 16, gross. I'm old enough to be his... older sister.

The night was capped off with a wonderfully nostalgic drive home, circling my neighbourhood thrice, in Pat's newly christened karaoke car, blasting Fall Out Boy and singing at the top of our lungs,

"Keep quiet
Nothing comes as easy as you
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake
The hand behind this pen *mumble mumble* a failure everyday"

And because I just can't help myself: