it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
my mom said to me 'shelley, you don't look good. you look bad.' thats been stuck in my head. i've been looking in the mirror and playing what she said in my head over and over again.

..and you know. she's right. i don't look good.

< 2:32 p.m. on 2002-07-04 >