I've seen the cruel and hard and I've seen them hard on you
well... I moved
let me start by saying that on Thursday, December 2nd, I met Ted Leo
it was even better than I thought it would be
hes so nice
for the last three days the only time I've smiled was when i thought about that night, when i listened to him and just a moment ago when I talked to my none-blood-sister, Laura. I love her... she actually misses me... I miss her too
I don't have a real attachment to the house I used to live in but that neighborhood... thats what i loved. The way the street lights glow there... I've never seen them glow like that anywhere else. When I went outside it reminded me of Privet Drive from Harry Potter. I'm loser for saying this but that street was fuckin magical at night. I would stare down that street almost like I was waiting for something to happen. As if Albus himself would come walking down that dirty old street to say hello.
they don't even have street lights here
my sister is a moving nazi
when I was younger one day while we were watching tv she tried to justify her life to me... All I rememeber was her saying something about drugs and a bright light. I was laying down on the couch but she was sitting up in a chair. The lamp behind her was on and it was one of those pure white lights. it was behind her in such a way, she looked like god. I was so confused because in school they told us drugs were bad and here was one of the people I looked up to telling me about how she used them. I was around ten at the time. I remember thinking how sad it was... that she felt she had to explain this to me. Now I could either decide that my sister was bad or that drugs weren't... of course, it was that drugs weren't but I never did them because I don't want to ever feel the need to justify anything. i can't imagine how she must have felt
right now shes down stairs sleeping with John and Arabella. she has no idea how I feel about her right now. I blame her for this. I'd almost say I hate her for this. but shes my sister and I know this will pass but I'm not sure how I'm going to look at her again. Shes mad at me because I didn't pack enough.... she thinks its cause I'm lazy... I did it on purpose.
maybe this will be a good thing though
it doesn't seem that my leaving had much effect on anyone besides Laura, judging by livejournals.
maybe its good... getting away from that quasi-scene
or maybe I'm just looking for reasons to be mad at everyone (besides Laura)
I'm such a douche
let me start by saying that on Thursday, December 2nd, I met Ted Leo
it was even better than I thought it would be
hes so nice
for the last three days the only time I've smiled was when i thought about that night, when i listened to him and just a moment ago when I talked to my none-blood-sister, Laura. I love her... she actually misses me... I miss her too
I don't have a real attachment to the house I used to live in but that neighborhood... thats what i loved. The way the street lights glow there... I've never seen them glow like that anywhere else. When I went outside it reminded me of Privet Drive from Harry Potter. I'm loser for saying this but that street was fuckin magical at night. I would stare down that street almost like I was waiting for something to happen. As if Albus himself would come walking down that dirty old street to say hello.
they don't even have street lights here
my sister is a moving nazi
when I was younger one day while we were watching tv she tried to justify her life to me... All I rememeber was her saying something about drugs and a bright light. I was laying down on the couch but she was sitting up in a chair. The lamp behind her was on and it was one of those pure white lights. it was behind her in such a way, she looked like god. I was so confused because in school they told us drugs were bad and here was one of the people I looked up to telling me about how she used them. I was around ten at the time. I remember thinking how sad it was... that she felt she had to explain this to me. Now I could either decide that my sister was bad or that drugs weren't... of course, it was that drugs weren't but I never did them because I don't want to ever feel the need to justify anything. i can't imagine how she must have felt
right now shes down stairs sleeping with John and Arabella. she has no idea how I feel about her right now. I blame her for this. I'd almost say I hate her for this. but shes my sister and I know this will pass but I'm not sure how I'm going to look at her again. Shes mad at me because I didn't pack enough.... she thinks its cause I'm lazy... I did it on purpose.
maybe this will be a good thing though
it doesn't seem that my leaving had much effect on anyone besides Laura, judging by livejournals.
maybe its good... getting away from that quasi-scene
or maybe I'm just looking for reasons to be mad at everyone (besides Laura)
I'm such a douche