My close friends know me as intense.
My aquaintances know me as a goofball.
I don't want to be either anymore.
I just want to be young and have fun
Jesus. Life is so up and down.
I want to be one of those guys.
Those guys in those pictures standing next to you.
With their frosty tipped hair and their huge carefree smiles
A beer in one hand and you in the other.
You look at ease because this guy is at peace with himself.
When he is a goofball it is only for a second or two and you know and trust him because he doesn't have a goofy act that he doesn't know how to abandon. Like I do. But trust me my feelings are real. And they are the kind that make me want to jump into the sun for you.
I can see the look in your eyes. You want to fuck him
Even though he is nothing more than a socially accepted rapist and I conversely want nothing more than to love you.
Baby you don't even know.
I know. I don't even know you.
But you make me want to be a better person.
I want to conquer my fears.
I want to find success.
I don't care if society is bullshit.
For you I'll conform.
I'll get a job.
We can go faraway and live together
I'll fucking die for you.
But yeah, I don't even know you.
But seriously....even in all my fear of death, I can picture it, if I needed to sacrifice myself for you, just as everything else in life, I would grudgingly and intensely do it.
Down with the ship. Away with the storm. Torn in a gunfight. I would fight a war.
I just want you to know there's more to me than those carefree beer swilling jocks you prefer.
I am the embodiment of passion
And I can make those things inside you have been drinking away come alive in ways that make you the truly happy, beautiful girl you should be
instead of the happy facade that you put on to fraternize with guys named Chad who make fun of Simi Valley
I would love the real you in all your glory and all your shame. We all have both. You know...