on a sunday.

tired and slightly hung over, i have been sitting here in the same clothes i wore last night, smoking cigarettes halfway out the back door, creating the uber emo layout you now see before you.

i told you the changes were coming.  and i need to look the part.  get into character. 

well... more like... get out of character.

On a Sunday I think it through
On the drive back I think it through
What you wish for won't come true
Live with that, with that
And on a Sunday she thought it through

what i wished for this site has not come true.  maybe it will eventually... but it's not going to right now.  so i'm done.  and i can live with that.