I hate Cameron Marshall Lee
I signed on to my music myspace tonight. I NEVER sign on to that one. Well, the first thing I saw was my ex-boyfriends stupid ugly face. I never deleted him from that account. I felt a jolt in my heart. Not the good kind, but not the bad kind either. It was the reminiscent kind. I don't know if that makes any sense. I had a longing feeling. I don't know why. I'm 100% happy with Warren. He's a great guy and we have fun together. I think I might even be falling for him. So why do I still feel whatever it is i'm feeling for Cameron? Sometimes I fantasize about him dying, but I always have an icky feeling afterwards. I don't know what I would do if he died. Cry? Laugh? Cheer? A mixture of all three?
When I saw his picture, i wanted to call him. That's why i'm writing in here. So I don't call him. It would be a mistake if I did. I'm going to keep writing until this feeling passes. So...this is me running out of things to say. I'm listening to a really good song right now. Face down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. I've been playing my guitar a lot. I enjoy it although i'm not good at it. I'm going to myspace and play video games now. Fuck Cameron!
When I saw his picture, i wanted to call him. That's why i'm writing in here. So I don't call him. It would be a mistake if I did. I'm going to keep writing until this feeling passes. So...this is me running out of things to say. I'm listening to a really good song right now. Face down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. I've been playing my guitar a lot. I enjoy it although i'm not good at it. I'm going to myspace and play video games now. Fuck Cameron!