list
mmmm, pookie's right, it is time for a list...here goes..
numbers on paper
gone
un-organized
unwilling
change
money
work
not enough of something
too much
too little
too big
everything in between what you feel
powerlessness
lessness
words
sentace.......
tickets
lines
marks
points, periods, dots
mines not as deep, but whatever, im allowed to fucking be vauge
and im allowed o be anything
i hate the word allowed
it pisses me off
11 22 haha, 33 seconds, thatd be funy
not real funy, just the, " oh, something happends to be this way so we'll laugh about it i guess" funy
lame funy
boring funy
tasteless
things have been tasteless for me, romance aside
tasteless, i guess has to be looked at and really felt, not just examined and ignored
ignored, oi
nothing i read makes any sence
i wanna be a writer
but im disorganized and selffish
i wanna be a cop
but im not strong
i wanna be a teacher
but im not patient
i wanna be a model
but whats inside me skin's holding me back
i wanna be an artist
but i want money
i wanna be a photographer
but my glasses get in the way
i get in the way of myself
maybe not
maybe yes
fuck maybe
i hate the word maybe
i love my relationship
im not fond of the relationship i have with myself, but it's getting better, so i guess that's what's supposed to matter
i hate it when people roll their eyes at me and the things i say and shit
it makes me want to punch them in the face...
eleven twenty seven
writing out numbers is weird
but whatever
that's about it
i wish people wouldn't assume i was pre occupied and just hit me up
but whatever
occupied is a good way to be<3
i love my love
numbers on paper
gone
un-organized
unwilling
change
money
work
not enough of something
too much
too little
too big
everything in between what you feel
powerlessness
lessness
words
sentace.......
tickets
lines
marks
points, periods, dots
mines not as deep, but whatever, im allowed to fucking be vauge
and im allowed o be anything
i hate the word allowed
it pisses me off
11 22 haha, 33 seconds, thatd be funy
not real funy, just the, " oh, something happends to be this way so we'll laugh about it i guess" funy
lame funy
boring funy
tasteless
things have been tasteless for me, romance aside
tasteless, i guess has to be looked at and really felt, not just examined and ignored
ignored, oi
nothing i read makes any sence
i wanna be a writer
but im disorganized and selffish
i wanna be a cop
but im not strong
i wanna be a teacher
but im not patient
i wanna be a model
but whats inside me skin's holding me back
i wanna be an artist
but i want money
i wanna be a photographer
but my glasses get in the way
i get in the way of myself
maybe not
maybe yes
fuck maybe
i hate the word maybe
i love my relationship
im not fond of the relationship i have with myself, but it's getting better, so i guess that's what's supposed to matter
i hate it when people roll their eyes at me and the things i say and shit
it makes me want to punch them in the face...
eleven twenty seven
writing out numbers is weird
but whatever
that's about it
i wish people wouldn't assume i was pre occupied and just hit me up
but whatever
occupied is a good way to be<3
i love my love