shrieks.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008 | 10:08 PM | 0 comments
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation's open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade
~Casting Crowns, 'Stained Glass Masquerade'
Argh.
PSATS tomorrow.
And I'm turning into a nerd.
Yawn.
Goodnight.
