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I should sooo make this a custom entry for certain ppl, but bc i live on the dangerous side of life---
Schoool sucks
For everyone who thinks that I don't like anyone and that I am my own worst friends, there is good reason:
P. Fallon hates me
proof: wow, me and al have the same answers--said P.Fallon suprised
what are you griping about now, al?
I can't everyone find every single mistake they make
Other teachers give so much preferential treatment to certain people it makes me sick every single time:
You know her name
You know her name too
You know this one
And this one is infamous for it
Long Beach the only place where being a pijo is a good thing and complaining is expected
I have finally realized that life truly isn't fair... and if you try to spute me down, you have no right to tell me I am wrong becuase you haven't lived my life.
Most of the people that I used to like, I have fought for them when ppl hated them---what is wrong with me why is it that i always fail to realize how annoying certain ppl are before it is too late.
I am always so late, that i am trapped in a cycle that is never ending and depresses me, it is so sad that i despise poetry and i find myself being more poetic the more depressed i become. I hate the world, but not everyone in it-- included in that are the ppl who make me feel good about myself and i try not to be mean to them (this could apply to only one person). Sitting in class everyday makes me wanna die, i just hate living in this place where nothing is fair.
The talk of grades gets me so mad, ugh i hate just look at what i write becuase i know someone will talk about it incessantly and dwell on every gotdamn thing i say. These ppl are just sooooooooo childish, and i just realized writing this that they only hear what they want to hear bc they are so caught in their ego that everythings has to pertain to them. I find myself liking ppl that i hate, but i respect them becuase i hate them and still like something about them (maybe i should get a written journal, bc no one comments anyway, someone will tell what i say and i just feel like an asshole with all this stuff)But back on task, i think that i will only speak to ppl that are independent enough to truly get me.
Me duele el pecho, especialmente el parte interior del centro. I am actually starting to like spanish now, i can't understand it spoken...but let me reading it and i am a mad man.
The song of my life
"Nobody's Home"
I couldn't tell you why [he] felt that way,
[he] felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help [his],
I just watched [his] make the same mistakes again.
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know w[his]e [he] belongs, w[his]e [he] belongs.
[he] wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's w[his]e [he] lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry [his] eyes.
Broken inside.
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know w[his]e [he] belongs, w[his]e [he] belongs.
[he] wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's w[his]e [he] lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry [his] eyes.
Broken inside.
[his] feelings [he] hides.
[his] dreams [he] can't find.
[he]'s losing [his] mind.
[he]'s fallen behind.
[he] can't find [his] place.
[he]'s losing [his] faith.
[he]'s fallen from grace.
[he]'s all over the place.
Yeah,oh
[he] wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's w[his]e [he] lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry [his] eyes.
Broken inside.
[he]'s lost inside, lost inside...oh oh
[he]'s lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah