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Oct 02, 2004 17:35

somethings never change,
somethings are never the same
the way I feel
the way you felt
who I am
who you were
the things I say
the things you said
meaning in my words
things ment by yours
the role I play
the role played by you
the people in my life
the people who were in yours
the way I look at you
the look you used to give me

Something just accured to me
soemthings never change, and
something are never the same
somethings are ment to be broken
and others to break them

I was going to finish this but I can't, I can't think I'm to busy hurting to have any emotions for writing. I can't stand this. I just want to leave here. I hardley have any real friends anymore it seems like. I just end up ignored or forgotten. I can't take it anymore. I may be being selfish, but I couldn't careless anymore what they think. Thinking this is for attention, or to get people to pitty me, you can think what you want cause what I'm saying is how I actually feel. I feel I have no one to talk to. I feel like quitting band, and riding the bus agian. That way I wouldn't haft to see anyof you anymore out side of everyday classes. I could most likely ignore you then. I just wish I could drive away, for good this time.
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