We've all got friends, but we stand alone..
Nostalgia hits, and it's time to quit, and
everybody acts like it don't mean shit!
And your friend said he'd stab you just to fuck some girl..
PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND SCREAM, "FUCK THE WORLD!"
I'm reading this new comic called "Preacher" and it's making me want to be a badass. I'm serious. It's about this guy who is possessed by a Genesis, an entity spawned from both an angel and demon. He has "the word of god", so he can command people to do whatever they want and they can't resist. It's awesome because his best friend is an Irish Vampire. I love it so much.
Why do I love stuff that makes me sad?
If a song makes me sad, I want to listen to it. If a movie makes me insecure, I'm watching it. Is it because I want to overcome these emotions or because I want to bathe in them? Really random serious topic, there.
It was never like that before, though. I never indulged in depression. I always avoided what made me sad, to make me happy. Now I'm happy indulging in what makes me sad. What's up with that?
It's fucking annoying. And theres this Krystal girl who I used to hang out with over the summer, and after being cool friends, she started calling me EVERY day and was really hard to get off the phone. Then if I was hanging out with someone and she wanted to hang out with me, she'd act like I'm doing it to avoid her. "It's not my fault I made plans the day you're off work, jeez," I'd say, and she'd riposte, "You're mean..." HOW THE FUCK AM I BEING MEAN, YOU DUMBASS? Even if you are just playing around, It's not funny. It's kind of annoying.
And she was writing Heather a note I guess and lied, saying that I was basically just like, "Get away from me" at lunch. Um, sorry, but I asked you what was wrong and even offered you some of my pizza. If something was bothering you, and you don't want to tell me, I won't fish for it. Since I didn't, don't go turn around and try to tell my best friend that I'm once again being "mean" to you. Because I fucking wasn't. So today I showed you how much of a bitch I can really be. I made your lie the truth.
And what's up with Zack, man? He never tells anyone what's wrong with him. Let's see, truthfully, for the past three weeks I really haven't been showing myself to him. It's kind of hard to show your weak spot to someone without trusting whether or not he'll take a hit at it. Heather knows my real self, and I want Zack to, too, but I'm afraid he's more interested in someone than me. And that's fine. If he wants to go for someone else, I'm cool with that, we don't have to be together. But I want us to at least be friends. I'll wait for him if the need be, too.
I guess it's my own fault. I need to tell him how I feel instead of pretending everything is fine. I'm just, so goddam bad at this whole relationship thing. As shy as motherfuckin' shit..
everybody acts like it don't mean shit!
And your friend said he'd stab you just to fuck some girl..
PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND SCREAM, "FUCK THE WORLD!"
I'm reading this new comic called "Preacher" and it's making me want to be a badass. I'm serious. It's about this guy who is possessed by a Genesis, an entity spawned from both an angel and demon. He has "the word of god", so he can command people to do whatever they want and they can't resist. It's awesome because his best friend is an Irish Vampire. I love it so much.
Why do I love stuff that makes me sad?
If a song makes me sad, I want to listen to it. If a movie makes me insecure, I'm watching it. Is it because I want to overcome these emotions or because I want to bathe in them? Really random serious topic, there.
It was never like that before, though. I never indulged in depression. I always avoided what made me sad, to make me happy. Now I'm happy indulging in what makes me sad. What's up with that?
It's fucking annoying. And theres this Krystal girl who I used to hang out with over the summer, and after being cool friends, she started calling me EVERY day and was really hard to get off the phone. Then if I was hanging out with someone and she wanted to hang out with me, she'd act like I'm doing it to avoid her. "It's not my fault I made plans the day you're off work, jeez," I'd say, and she'd riposte, "You're mean..." HOW THE FUCK AM I BEING MEAN, YOU DUMBASS? Even if you are just playing around, It's not funny. It's kind of annoying.
And she was writing Heather a note I guess and lied, saying that I was basically just like, "Get away from me" at lunch. Um, sorry, but I asked you what was wrong and even offered you some of my pizza. If something was bothering you, and you don't want to tell me, I won't fish for it. Since I didn't, don't go turn around and try to tell my best friend that I'm once again being "mean" to you. Because I fucking wasn't. So today I showed you how much of a bitch I can really be. I made your lie the truth.
And what's up with Zack, man? He never tells anyone what's wrong with him. Let's see, truthfully, for the past three weeks I really haven't been showing myself to him. It's kind of hard to show your weak spot to someone without trusting whether or not he'll take a hit at it. Heather knows my real self, and I want Zack to, too, but I'm afraid he's more interested in someone than me. And that's fine. If he wants to go for someone else, I'm cool with that, we don't have to be together. But I want us to at least be friends. I'll wait for him if the need be, too.
I guess it's my own fault. I need to tell him how I feel instead of pretending everything is fine. I'm just, so goddam bad at this whole relationship thing. As shy as motherfuckin' shit..