it's one of thoes days where you sit around waiting for something to happen...someone to call, someone to write, someone to care. for something, anything, to bring your small world out into the open, to make it light and pretty...to have someone to play with. thoes days where you wish that everything was candy colored or vinyl, and that placebo would resonate through the air, as you danced with raven hair goddesses, plastic jesus', and simon lebon...
mightyspork:
Heya honey! Yep, the show was fucking amazing!! I think that I liked the last show I saw them at better, tho. The last show was a covers show, and they did some amazing shit... versions of "Blister in the Sun" and "Nevermind" and stuff. Plus, last time we were front row center in the upstairs bleachers section.