yay.
Last night was what I needed. Devon = sweeeetness.
Thnx Mike for the chinese fire drills around my car to scrape off the windshield because my wipers = shit. Ha...and sticking your arm out the window and almost losing my scraper. I was thoroughly amused.
Watched "the Ring"...was pretty scary, but not to the point of me never seeing it again. It was alright I suppose.
So today I have to study for Chem...not to enthused about that one. And I should practice for more than 5 minutes...but something tells me the latter isn't going to happen.
Anyone need company??
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Yeah. So I can't help but wonder where you were off to last night. And it kills me, because I need you out of my head. I keep wondering if you were with her, and I want to puke. What makes it worse, I don't know what is better, to be pissed as all hell, or to be calm and know how you feel, and be happy that you feel that way. Everything reminds me of you. There isn't a minute that goes by that doesn't involve me wanting to scream.
Oh well, you are not a part of my life anymore. I never thought it would come down to this. I NEvER thought you, of all people, had the capacity to be so harsh. Well, not harsh, just hurtful. But then again I was too. It comes full circle, right?
Anyone want to perform an exortism? Get these demons out of my head.
Thnx Mike for the chinese fire drills around my car to scrape off the windshield because my wipers = shit. Ha...and sticking your arm out the window and almost losing my scraper. I was thoroughly amused.
Watched "the Ring"...was pretty scary, but not to the point of me never seeing it again. It was alright I suppose.
So today I have to study for Chem...not to enthused about that one. And I should practice for more than 5 minutes...but something tells me the latter isn't going to happen.
Anyone need company??
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yeah. So I can't help but wonder where you were off to last night. And it kills me, because I need you out of my head. I keep wondering if you were with her, and I want to puke. What makes it worse, I don't know what is better, to be pissed as all hell, or to be calm and know how you feel, and be happy that you feel that way. Everything reminds me of you. There isn't a minute that goes by that doesn't involve me wanting to scream.
Oh well, you are not a part of my life anymore. I never thought it would come down to this. I NEvER thought you, of all people, had the capacity to be so harsh. Well, not harsh, just hurtful. But then again I was too. It comes full circle, right?
Anyone want to perform an exortism? Get these demons out of my head.