THIS WAS UNCALLED FOR.
First of all:
I am tired.
I am true of heart!
And also:
You are tired.
You are true of heart!
half of me is really sad that i have not seen one friend from home
since getting back three days ago. the other half of me is glad for the
time to rest. and the third half of me is terrified that maybe i have
changed too much, and maybe we won't all just fall back into the way
things were. so i made the rounds with phonecalls, let's see who hits me back. it
can be like my own sick twisted game of the people's choice awards!
sweet deal, i'd say. oh, and to hell with this crappy illness thing,
i'm sick as hell and wicked pissed! and by that i mean, have a
wonderful new year!
happy new year, and bring on the year of the dog.
i gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad, but it's like
were our own brat pack, we're always kicking back, nobody can take
that, and that is that - it's like it's all we have.. -rocket
summer, what what?