Typical Fashion
by Love Lost But Not Forgotten· from Upon The Right, I Saw A New Misery
In typical fashion, you were confused.You were sorry when you
realized that you fucked up, but I expected that.In typical fashion,
everything dies and gets swept away.The people that we put high up on pedestals crumble like statues. You'd be crazy if you ever thought they wouldn't.You'd be a fucking dreamer.