Because I haven’t shared any lately with you guyss.
There’s a picture of us hidden in the top drawer
You caught me by surprise
And, it was the best kind
You get so mad when I text you at six in the morning
Because we both know that you’re asleep
And, we know I’m stuck in a daydream
You’re just trying to work
And I’m always standing in the way
I can’t take my eyes off of you
I’m sorry, for being so awkward
I ramble on like an asshole
And I know how it seems
You can never take me seriously
My words are a weightless currency
But they’re backed with best intentions
Because I’m no good with sincerity
We talked about the devil in our bloodstreams
How it runs through both our families
And I held back all the memories
Of the daughter we never named
Almost broke down in that Sandwich Shop
But we both sighed and looked away
Tweet at me? @TakeCareKnives Updates about poetry with bits of random singing. Read the first few pages here! http://www.scribd.com/doc/140087879/Catch-Her-i…
Jay Adams circa 1970 ~ Early 70s
“In contests, Jay was simply the most exciting skater to watch. He never skated the same run the same way twice. His routines were wickedly random yet exceedingly tight and beautiful to watch; he even invented tricks during his runs. I’ve never seen any skater destroy convention and expectation better. Watching him skate was something new every second - he was ‘skate and destroy’ personified.” - Stacy Peralta
can you believe its been 10 years? how many miles since that first van we got off that old flower shop and slept on our amps? how many pb&j’s? how many hours spent pacing in security lines in airports? vs how many smiles and kids waiting in line- forever screaming along to the words on take this to your grave. this was a special moment in the history of FOB- if evening out with your girlfriend represented us first breaking ground as a band- TTTYG was the ribbon cutting on where we were taking off to. thanks for sticking around with us through it all. happy 10 bday TTTYG - you’re gonna be a crazy teenager one day.
