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so i guess i can say that so far, the year 2006 sucks. This past month has not been productive at all. and of course..
february brings that holiday that makes everyone without a special someone feel like total ass. we all know, of course, that valentine's day is a commercial holiday that hallmark created to sell cards, candy, and other shit. But still, for once i would like someone, other than my dad, to give me that candy, card, and other shit.
actually - just a valentine would be nice. he doesn't even have to live in this state. hell - even this country for that matter. IM ALONE. IM ALONE. IM ALONE AND UNHAPPY.
I just want this year to go faster. Graduation smells sweet. Just the months of may and june smells sweet. My tattoo, Prom, the shore, maybe some eligible bachelors, graduation, parties, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer.
I really am gonna try hard to fucking stop caring about all this shit. To just give up. Maybe i'll just listen to jimmy eat world, all day, every day.
and, stop looking for some boy with much charm and will hold my hand and kiss me in public, and who doesn't ignore me, or make me feel like i'm out of place or stupid. because clearly, he doesn't exist at this moment for the lauren marie tabitha clark.
february brings that holiday that makes everyone without a special someone feel like total ass. we all know, of course, that valentine's day is a commercial holiday that hallmark created to sell cards, candy, and other shit. But still, for once i would like someone, other than my dad, to give me that candy, card, and other shit.
actually - just a valentine would be nice. he doesn't even have to live in this state. hell - even this country for that matter. IM ALONE. IM ALONE. IM ALONE AND UNHAPPY.
I just want this year to go faster. Graduation smells sweet. Just the months of may and june smells sweet. My tattoo, Prom, the shore, maybe some eligible bachelors, graduation, parties, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer.
I really am gonna try hard to fucking stop caring about all this shit. To just give up. Maybe i'll just listen to jimmy eat world, all day, every day.
and, stop looking for some boy with much charm and will hold my hand and kiss me in public, and who doesn't ignore me, or make me feel like i'm out of place or stupid. because clearly, he doesn't exist at this moment for the lauren marie tabitha clark.