Brendon Urie's Livejournal Entries

Thirty-four

Fridat, December 22nd, 2006

just let me run where i want to run.

home. bored.

i found my old scrapbook. millions of baby pictures...how did i get so

ugly? i guess that's just what happens when you get older. or at least

it did as i got older.

i never thought having friends was this critical to survival.

it almost feels worse waking up with no agenda, no comrades, and no

comprehension of what "normal" means. and no you.

its always been the case: music never let me down. cheesy, i know.

but so true.

"i live in the numbness now, in the background."