I'm Dead, My Dearest
today is monday. i hate mondays. they suck.
i got my hair chopped today everyone. its really short compared to what it used to be, i hate it, but it'll grow back out in a few weeks, so whatever. and im dying it red, so i'll like it better i hope. but what do i know, i cant even see straight.
umm, im supposed to go see Becca today, but she isnt online right now, so yeah, might not happen. it sucks, cause i havent seen her in like two years.
umm, lets see, not much goin down tonight. i gots to write a paper for discher. that oughta be a blast and a half.
you all know i have nothing important to you to say. so there. an update to slake the thirst of millions. whatever the hell that means.
a sonnet on the sunshine
a poem on the midnight grass
a new field of disasters
and a harvest of catastrophe
as i walk through your room
looking for anything but you
my shadow cannot be seen
my breath cannot be heard
not me but a copy a ghost
this is about a girl and
i havent talked to her in days...
a college in the sky
ten thousand words to say
the new season is now here
and the many flowers are dead
next time you walk to class
please smile and think of me
you cannot see my face
you cannot hear my voice
but my thoughts are there
this is about a girl and
i havent talked to her in ages...
things may be different
but they are the same to me
remember the days when you
would laugh at something i just said
this is about a girl and
how precious she is to me.
-i actually wrote that about my friend lindsey, and my friend megan. i dont remember when i wrote it, it was a while ago though. maybe sometime in the summer, or so.
i got my hair chopped today everyone. its really short compared to what it used to be, i hate it, but it'll grow back out in a few weeks, so whatever. and im dying it red, so i'll like it better i hope. but what do i know, i cant even see straight.
umm, im supposed to go see Becca today, but she isnt online right now, so yeah, might not happen. it sucks, cause i havent seen her in like two years.
umm, lets see, not much goin down tonight. i gots to write a paper for discher. that oughta be a blast and a half.
you all know i have nothing important to you to say. so there. an update to slake the thirst of millions. whatever the hell that means.
a sonnet on the sunshine
a poem on the midnight grass
a new field of disasters
and a harvest of catastrophe
as i walk through your room
looking for anything but you
my shadow cannot be seen
my breath cannot be heard
not me but a copy a ghost
this is about a girl and
i havent talked to her in days...
a college in the sky
ten thousand words to say
the new season is now here
and the many flowers are dead
next time you walk to class
please smile and think of me
you cannot see my face
you cannot hear my voice
but my thoughts are there
this is about a girl and
i havent talked to her in ages...
things may be different
but they are the same to me
remember the days when you
would laugh at something i just said
this is about a girl and
how precious she is to me.
-i actually wrote that about my friend lindsey, and my friend megan. i dont remember when i wrote it, it was a while ago though. maybe sometime in the summer, or so.