my first love:

"Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentlemen.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town.

When I wake up,
I'm willing to take my chances on
the hope I forget
that you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you.
(For you, so)

You need him. I should be him...
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.
That's more than I can say for him.

Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
you were the last good thing about this part of town.

Someday I'll appreciate in value,
get off my ass and call you...
but in the meantime I'll sport my
brand new fashion of waking up with pants off
at four in the afternoon.

You need him. I should be him...
I Could be an accident but I'm still trying.
And That's more than I can say for him."
- Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III


The man that wrote this, wrote it for me on days like today. When i first heard theses lyrics, i didn't know that they would be applicable to my future, but its as if someone out there is singing them to me at this very moment. Someone is telling me that everything will be okay. Thank you.