May 02, 2007 15:21
This is fucking retarded. Why do I put up with so much bullshit? Certainly not for reasons known before. Those feelings are long since gone. Caring, yes, I do care. What else? I care about a lot of people, but I don't put up with this much shit. I need to go out. I need out of this God forsaken house. I've been driven to this point again. The point of insanity. I walk into my room and go crazy. I walk anywhere in this house, and go crazy! I can't take it anymore. I NEED SUBSTANCE. Maybe that's the reasoning for this dilemma. Putting up with this bullshit leaves me with something to think about, something to figure out. Maybe I'm just not in the mood today. Obviously, I'm not in the mood today. The arguments are usually followed by some intellectual conversation, well, as intellectual as it can get with her.., and hours of talking. NOT TODAY, BETCH. I'm so not dealing with it today. Anyways, I've grown to love Justin's iPod. But, would GLADLY give it back for a few days of fun. :D HINT, DECK. God, I hate things. And life hasn't been too grand.
I'd never lie to you;
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
the truth, is you could slit my throat..
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
And all need to know is that I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this; Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this; Never really did ever quite get that...
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.