Eight Lives Left

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it’s fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

You fasten my seatbelt because it is the law.
In your two ton death trap I finally saw,
A piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret.
Then you drove me to places I’ll never forget.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls…
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls…
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

We were up most of last night first doing a maintenance and then getting paged out because we’re on-call this week. I just took a hot bath and we are about to go to bed. I am really exhausted. We have to get through this on-call and the last three papers for school and then things will ease up considerably. I have WoW to play (really loving Wow just now) when all that’s done.

And damnit, the pager just went off. Goddamnit.

It looks like my March trip to California has been put off, so I’m considering what else I can do. I certainly have many options! Some sort of little trip is definitely in order. I’ll figure something out.

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