fall like a stone

today is thursday.  a day that was important.

so many late nights this week.  

new york, new jersey, new everything.

copeland was amazing. 

somehow, max and i made it to the front.  

true life:  i am a fangirl

today i'll breathe in the city air.

i'll check for a familiar face.

maybe we all take comfort in stolen objects.

The sun burns a hole straight through your old flaws
If you look toward the sky even on your greyest night
Could you be happy now, with the wind in your hair
And your eyes open wide and your feet going nowhere?
Could you be happy to fall like a stone
If you'd land right here safe in my arms?