Meeting Alex Gaskarth

So, a few days ago (5/3/2011) I went to see All Time Low on The Dirty Work Tour.
I had one Early Entry and after going in, Alex and Jack were still there from the Meet and Greet.
... And then I met them and it was the most amazing day of my life! <3

oh god.

if anyone were to see the background on my phone right now, they would most likely be disturbed.
it's like ... 15 pictures of alex gaskarth's face taken from what i'm guessing is a video.

nvm, 16.

but still. people would think that i'm crazy...

scribbled in blue;

Manage me,

I am a mess,
swept under the rug of yesterday's home improvement,
a whimsical urge tossed aside for the easy reassurance of home and comfort.
I am the photograph tucked away as a book-mark,
in a book left half unread,
once reopened to find memories crawling back into peripheral sight,
faded, creased and lonely.
I long to be admired,
long to be held, torn and laughed at,
laughed with,
like a distant relative or an old friend breathing in their last breath.
I missed the moment when time collapsed and memory was erased,
replaced by finicky social experiments,
lost in the blur of intoxication,
sucked through multi-colored bendy-straws,
making way for a spinning world where hub-caps stood still,
but our vision didn't.
If I could leave you with only one thing,
it would be small, foldable, and made from trees,
with a few careless words,
scribbled in blue;
Take a minute to learn me,
take a moment to love me,
because I need your love to live,
and without it,
I am nothing.
-Alexander William Gaskarth