whats left, has a right.. a right to come right back.

its quiet outside. i remember last night, and what i thought and feared. 2 buckets worth of tears most likely and 2 pounds worth of snot smugged inside millions of tissues, that all lay on the floor right next to me as we speak. Falling asleep to loud metal and then waking up to complete quiet peace is like enlightenment for the ears and mind. the grass has never been this green and wind has never felt this cool. i think it'll be ok. whos knows if i will be though..