i like this song.

[achlamydeous]

so i lay on my couch, thinking about everything.
that's all i ever do. think. too much. about it all. you. me. it. us. them. our. that. this.
like how i know i don't wanna go to work, or go to school, or drivers ed. or see your face cause it hurts me.
but i have to go to work, school, drivers ed. and i somehow still try to see you.
and my birds eye view on my life is so contradictory. but what am i gonna do.
not go to school. quit my job. not get a car. kill myself. love you. hate it all.
and i focus all my attention on something i can never have. someone who's eye will never behold me.
so i think some more. how pathetic i am. how whiney. how STUPID. how gross looking. how helpless. how HOPElesssss.
after all this i still just wanna lay on my couch for the rest of time
or possibly in that spot i found today. it was magical. and it would be forever. just for me. but not really. of course not.
and this whole time all I've thought about you & how i just know you're not thinking about me.
while i scribble down with my shaky hands and babble on about nothing. this is stupid.