IM NOT BREAKING UP IM BREAKING DOWN.
Nothing makes me happy anymore.
Things that used to be good are bad,
and things that used to be bad or worse.
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Please don't bother trying to find me, I'm not here.
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Meh Gulliver: kelsey, dont take this as an insult, or a compliment, but ive come to notice that not too many people are like u
Meh Gulliver: its actually a little bit more of a compliment
Meh Gulliver: well...at least the way im saying it
THE CAFF1END: Yeah. It's not a compliment or an insult. it really just is what it is.
Meh Gulliver: yeah
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The sky was grey today. Real Grey.
I sat in front of Peets. My feet on the chair in front of me, Llyod by myside, and umbrella on my lap.
I felt each drip.drip.drip. drip on my leg.
I sat and watched. In every window was a sale.
There was a man sitting across the way. He kept touching his beard as if to sign someone, anyone. no, not me.
Many people walked by me, and one stared. he had wide eyes and he smelled of liquor and macaroin and cheese.
It repulses me when men stare at me, especially dirty men..
The UPS truck came, it blocked my view.
He was wearing shorts..
I wonder if the UPS guys always have to wear shorts?
And no sooner than the brown truck pulled away was there two more men along with the bearded man across the way.
I reached into my left pocket only to find I had a missed call. I must not have heard it.
as each car passed, I could feel a little shake. How clear my thoughts were in the rain.
The man with the beard pointed at me. I went inside.
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OH, OH, OH, you fell into my arms..
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So there I sat, in the same familiar seat, at the same familiar coffee shop, doing the same familiar thing, Ditching school.
I've only had 6 of school and already I can't stand it. Tomorrow, yet another day.
The rain doesn't really help my mood either, every drop is another one of my worries. My worries keep coming. My worries DONT stop.
There is so little a person my age is control of.
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I know you can't run away from your problems, but right now moving is the only way out.
Dear Bemen park, Coffee fix, Peet's, the wash, the yard, Boba bar, Jerri's famous deli, Bellwood bakery, jamba Juice, Coldstones, Crossroads, Sherman Oaks Galleria, Carney's, Buffalo Exchange, and IN-AND-OUT, I will miss you and all of the wonderful memories you and my friends have given me.
Things that used to be good are bad,
and things that used to be bad or worse.
+++
Please don't bother trying to find me, I'm not here.
+++
Meh Gulliver: kelsey, dont take this as an insult, or a compliment, but ive come to notice that not too many people are like u
Meh Gulliver: its actually a little bit more of a compliment
Meh Gulliver: well...at least the way im saying it
THE CAFF1END: Yeah. It's not a compliment or an insult. it really just is what it is.
Meh Gulliver: yeah
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The sky was grey today. Real Grey.
I sat in front of Peets. My feet on the chair in front of me, Llyod by myside, and umbrella on my lap.
I felt each drip.drip.drip. drip on my leg.
I sat and watched. In every window was a sale.
There was a man sitting across the way. He kept touching his beard as if to sign someone, anyone. no, not me.
Many people walked by me, and one stared. he had wide eyes and he smelled of liquor and macaroin and cheese.
It repulses me when men stare at me, especially dirty men..
The UPS truck came, it blocked my view.
He was wearing shorts..
I wonder if the UPS guys always have to wear shorts?
And no sooner than the brown truck pulled away was there two more men along with the bearded man across the way.
I reached into my left pocket only to find I had a missed call. I must not have heard it.
as each car passed, I could feel a little shake. How clear my thoughts were in the rain.
The man with the beard pointed at me. I went inside.
+++
OH, OH, OH, you fell into my arms..
+++
So there I sat, in the same familiar seat, at the same familiar coffee shop, doing the same familiar thing, Ditching school.
I've only had 6 of school and already I can't stand it. Tomorrow, yet another day.
The rain doesn't really help my mood either, every drop is another one of my worries. My worries keep coming. My worries DONT stop.
There is so little a person my age is control of.
+++
I know you can't run away from your problems, but right now moving is the only way out.
Dear Bemen park, Coffee fix, Peet's, the wash, the yard, Boba bar, Jerri's famous deli, Bellwood bakery, jamba Juice, Coldstones, Crossroads, Sherman Oaks Galleria, Carney's, Buffalo Exchange, and IN-AND-OUT, I will miss you and all of the wonderful memories you and my friends have given me.