This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio
(oh oh oh)
On the radio
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio


i hear in my mind
all these voices
i hear in my mind
all these words
i hear in my mind
all this music
and it breaks my heart


We don't need it, we have each other... realise this please!

It's in all our hands...


"I wonder if I've been changed in the night?
Let me think.
Was I the same when I got up this morning?
I almost think I can remember feeling a little different.
But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?"

Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll...



you're there for me.
you're smile lights up a room.
you're the most courageous, stunning, intelligent, inspirational, and best person I know.

you're my best friend.

I love you :)


4 years.

it's been 4 years Papa,

but you're still in my heart.

I miss you and love you.

Until we meet again.



why do bad things happen to good people?

why are beautiful children born with horrific diseases?

only the good die young.

thinking of my favourite during these tough times.

i love you.