marble notebooks are made for memories

Jan 13, 2005 09:58

this is the morning of thursday january 13.......and im trying to figure out why i even bother writing in this journal....
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ne ways i guess im writing right now cuz im once again sitting here at a desk at a job that is a whole lot of fun but is also a dead end and i kno that im better than that.....so yah get your ass in gear u say......well id love to but.....i lost that fire to succeed along with a lot of other things that made me who i was
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now my family turns its head to me, the friends i used to live for barely recognize my existance, and i kno something that is killing me but i cant find it in me to tell ne one except the people who already kno....now looking back at my past two years im completely lost.....im not sure who i am and what im living for i need to focus on the things that are important right now i guess.....
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its wierd tho becuase as depressed as i think i am...... i havent been this happy since the week before halloween......i have an awesome gf.....i didnt kno that one person could care about someone else sooooooo much.....jac..u kno im talkin bout u so take a bow......shes awesome and what i like most about this whole thing with us is that its simply about how much we just enjoy being together like in each others arms when nothing else matters and wen ur lips touch mine i just like melt lol
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i got my car last night u assholes.....lol its a funny little car, its nothing to get werked up over lol.....i bought a 1998 hyundai accent couple 5 speed manual bastard car and its like smaller than u can imagine but with all that said the car moves lol.....definitely a little whip action.....o yeah and once u get a stick car ull never ever want to drive an manual ever again.....so i do recommend getting a manual shift car becuase thats just gangster
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who am i kidding?.....im a mess guys.....becuase i killed myself a long time ago so i just cant live ne more.....i found one of my sisters cabbage patch kids yesterday.......marble notebooks are made for memories......o come on just live a little and replace i with o.....

fUck It
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