hollywood hills and suburban thrills
well then...
I hated today.
bad day.
don't know why really..
and I don't know why I'm
writing this way..
I'm sort of dreading summer..I don't know...I just always feel so cut off during the summer.
but this year we're spending a week in fort myers and I'm really excited about that.
I'm allowed to bring one person, anyone I want. But I think I'll just go with my family.
and I had to change the date of my entry. I'm writing this on wed. but the date stamp on LJ goes retarded so I set it back. meh.
I'm in a really bad mood and I'm inclined to write a really emo post..
I feel so useless right now, like my presense on earth does not matter.
I'm sorry that I am not perfect
that my hair isn't perfect everyday
and that sometimes I don't look my best.
I'm sorry I'm not that funny, or smart.
I'm sorry I laugh weird and that I'm really tickelish everywhere.
I'm sorry that I don't speak my mind as often as I'd like and that I'm not that popular and that I'm not that outgoing. I'm sorry I'm not good at anything really..
and I'm sorry I'm always acting really stupid and retarded.
yea...ok I'm off to go cry in a corner somewhere or something. But I leave you with this random piece of literature.
mary's wearing blue
through the ups and downs
and the all arounds
mary still wears blue
and shes wondering where shes going
and can she keep this up, up, up
she still wears blue
smiles and smirks
oh, those mad little quirks
upside down she sees the ripples in the water
she counts from the outside in as the days get hotter
mary's wearing blue
she can't help it when her heart pounds louder and louder
till she can't hear her own racing thoughts
he touches her chest
and his fingers find her lips
she's wearing blue
silly wounds, late nights spent in tangled sheets
and summers spent in the sun
loves a fickle thing
but she still wears blue
life gets hard and life gets tough
sometimes mary feels so much she can't breathe
and sometimes she just can't see
and those fragmented thoughts begin to weave
in and out of dreams
but mary is wearing blue
so she pushes through
oh, mary's wearing blue