your tree
Hes prayin to jesus. shes pullin the trigger.
OOOO i think im bipolar. not even kidding. not. kidding. not kidding. because my moods today have shifted like crazy. worse than usual. ugh.. right now im in a hyper but pissed off mood.
So right now i am drinking a chai tea latte. its kinda gross. and i dont like it. but i was thirsty. so i made it. and half of its gone. lol. i swear ill drink anything.
Im also hanging up my phone a trabillion times. jake has called a total of 16 times. cassie once.17. ive answered once. he left a message saying, "christina, please call me back or just pick up your phone. i cant stand the fact your ignoring me. its making me feel like shit. call me. bye" HA! in your face! dont feel so good does it? well fuck you and leave. im not usually that mean, but im sick of his shit. it took a long time to get over him and move on. i dont want to backtrack.
Im also talking in a chat room with david and brandon. david is weird. haha very. he was thinking of a knickname for me and he came up with full clip. what the hell? but im amused. and then katie. filling me in on...the details. fucking bitch. not katie. and then greg. not talking about anything in particular.
And im falling in love with this song. sigh.
Thank you stepfanie.
It's a good year for a murder
she's begging to jesus, she's pulling the trigger
there's no tears, cause he's not here
she washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner
but soon they'll be coming to rush her away
no one's so sure if her crime had a reason
reasons like seasons
they constantly change
and the seasons of last year
like reasons have floated away
away with this spilt milk
away with this dirty dish water, away
seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter
"it's me and the moon," she says
i got no trouble with that
but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die
"it's me and the moon," she says
and it's over, but it just started
the blood stained the carpet
her heart like a crystal
she's lucid and departed
a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away
away with these nightmares
away with suburbia
shake down away
you marry a role and
you give up your soul til you break down
"it's me and the moon," she says
"i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die"
"it's me and the moon," she says
but what do you say we go for a ride?
what do you say we get high?
but i'm so tired of days that feel like the night
"it's me and the moon," she says
and i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die
i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly
Au Revoir