May 14, 2005 22:51
Hey people,I know I don't post much anymore but I really feel that I don't have much to write about.Well,I'm still being haunted by social services and piedmont,It really sucks!I hate being watched over constantly,and I hate threpy.As soon as I get my GED,the social services will leave me alone,but I have to deal with 10 to 12 sessions before that's over with.The last couple of days has been hell.I've been bouncing back and forth from friends house's.I just feel like where ever I'm at,I end up not wanting to be there.I don't know what's wrong with me.I would have been just staying in one place if Jeremy would have got me this week end like his suppose to but he said he was to busy,do what I don't know.He did'nt start doing a bunch of shit til we got back to gether.Now it seem's like he never has time to spend with me and I'm not just being
girly.We only see each other on the week ends,any other girl would bitch about that but I don't mind but when it become's every two weeks I start to get a little pissed.It be ok though, I just miss him.Hopefully I'll see him this up coming week.I hung out with cool ashlie today,we road around for a while.We were going to the battle of the bands but it turned out to be all christen bands so we said fuck it.There was a party at a friend of mines house but we did't go it probabley would have sucked anyway.But other then all the shit I just talked about nothing new has happened.I did get the new garbage cd so I'll also posted a song............peace
Happy home
in my happy home I barely breathe
in my lovers arms I find relief
and there´s a sky that´s changing and a bird that sings
I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out
in my lovers arms I wait for morning
I beg my god to speak and tear me apart
I´d lay down my body I´d lay down my arms
I never once in my sweet short life meant anybody harm
in my happy home i read the signs
in my lovers arms I move in time
there´s no more crying and there´s no more lies
I never once in my sweet short life was waiting for desire
and there´s no more crying
and there´s no more pain
I never thought for one second I´d have nothing left but shame
in my happy home I barely breathe
I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out