Today is a last.fm celebration of the get up kids reunion, as my get up kids play is going to go through the f-ing roof.
ryan,we’re growing up by the hour. it’s too late to turn your age around. we move on. get a job.i know you think my life would stop when you’re away. Maybe I can see you on the holidays.don’t be gone when i get home, i need you there.you know that i wouldn’t mind, back to the good old times.but it’s not you walking through my door. and now i wait another year. i need you here.I’m down for what ever.i watched my better half, the better half of a decade, slip right through my hands inside your hands inside my pockets.but in a totally manly way.
We’re loyal like brothers. Just us vs all the others. Everything will work out.
ps - beth, i know you read this now. get jealous.
