rain is grand, what can i say? today was ok. i felt disappointed all day for some reason. hmm... well i'm excited to get my license like woah and i'm excited to drive me and shira to boston so we can smoke again (finally). yum.
anyway, i wrote a poem/song-y thingy in the library when i skipped history in order to be first to homeroom (life goal -- check!). i actually worked on it a long while so no "clever" comments from the peanut gallery (meaning shira) thank you.
when day dreams turn to nightmares
of their own device
trouble becomes itself (never conciously)
never change your mind
you can't choose what you love nor why
nor who nor when
some memories are alive as the day
some wounds will never mend
& love will never be the same as it was
in shitty red 'stangs
because somewhere out there, love is better
& clear as that phone rang
i'm not a slut
sometimes i wish i was
cause i fall in love too easily
tell me it's all a sham
tell me where we stand
& all this never mattered
(but you already have)
never felt so safe as i did with you but
what did that ever matter?
falling through time, curiouser and curiouser
& i'm the mad hatter
& it's sad but true
i'll never see you again
still recovering
you know how i tend
to overreact
but it's always in vain
tell me to change
tell me it's strange
you're so fucking lame
you're so fucking vain
i'm not a slut
sometimes i wish i was
cause i fall in love too easily
tell me it's all a sham
tell me where we stand
& all this never mattered
(but you already did)