i dont know who you are/i am/this is, but i do know its my new favorite.

a kid could get addicted to the feeling of being permanently two inches off the ground like this.
getting dizzy from the change in alt/ttitude.
flames that kept calling, kept burning again and again are a million miles away.
now its all about clinging to shirts, memorize the smell.
the spring '08 trend is all about tiptoe kisses.
so get into it.
pretty positive this shitty kid doesnt deserve someone like you.
but my fingers are crossed that the thought doesnt cross your mind.
im a bit of a mess but you dont seem to care.
the royalty of minimum wage shit jobs.
were gonna make them all jealous, just you wait.

'falling, yes i am falling, and he keeps calling, me back again..'