close your eyes and count your blessings.

If you sing a song, sing a song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
For the bats and belfry and the fairies on Main Street
For the deadbeat daddies and the Boulevard freaks
For the little girls with the carousel eyes
And the brick-a-brak finding housewives, losing their minds
 
Sing the song for them, if you sing a song
Sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
 
To the never-made-its, and the unrecognized
To the alley rats and the tenement flies
To the weekend tweakers, the blond and the blind
To the ex-thrill seekers in the methadone lines
 
Sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
 
To who you are, and will never be
To the shaking hand of the maker we’re all going to meet
Sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them

well, someone already made a deathly hallows set, but i would just like to chime in and say i would too, i've been wanting one forever, and i love this version of the deathly hallows sign.

i get called a hipster like all the time. but i'm not cool enough to actually be one.

ilovemyschool.

[BDR]
 
I glanced around my empty apartment, the silence pounding painfully in my ears. Here I was, living breathing proof that people just don't change. I'm 19 years old, I should be in college, hooking up, getting drunk and having fun, but instead I was sitting alone on the couch because just could face them anymore.
 
To be honest, it's pathetic.
 
If everyone else can do it, so can I, it's about time I at least pretended i fit in. Everyone was talking about how some club was opening tonight. It could be fun, and if I stick out like a sore thumb I'll sit at the bar and get drunk and don't even notice.
 
An on that note I changed my clothes and gathered my stuff, dashing out the door and hailing a cab before I could change my mind.
 
TBC.