i just want to sit and stare at you.
Well wow.
Today at worked. We were swampt. I didnt sit down for like 2 hours straight. When ppl walked in I just wanted to scream GO HOME.
I found the a haircut i adored. to bad it would look like shit on me.
I came home from work and thats when things started to get weird. I ate some cookie dough and put it 13 going 30 bc my mommy rented it for me. I watched it and cried. And i went into my room and cried some more. I listened to the same fuckin Blink182 song over and over. WHAT IS MY PROBLEM. I shall tell you. Im a nostalgic wacko. and pretty much everyone knows it. and im going to stop saying im not/// this is me admitting it///.
I wrote a letter.
Dear You,
i know there are things that must twist your stomach into knots, and i wish you'd call at any hour and tell me all about them. i wish i could say EVERYTHING i wanted to say to you, but i wont. im to afraid of what you will say. did you know.. you are one of the many who can always make me laugh, but you're so complicated. the truth is that, sometimes i honestly dont understand you.
Ive always wanted to say.
you. oh, you're the most amazing. i know you have so much to offer and it's hidden underneath that silly exterior, and i wish you would show everyone. even though some ppl say you show to much of yourself..i sometimes wish i could be more like you just so confedent. i hope you know you deserve the most. i hate the way other people make you feel. you really do care, don't you? i have so much i want for you.
I always wondered why i never gave you a reason to stay, but i know there werent any.
I took things for granted. I always took things out on me. And even though u made me happy..i never really was. Almost all my friends hated me. I wanted to scream. And i dont think you knew.
I wish I could make things right.
You know..they dont love you like I do.
Today at worked. We were swampt. I didnt sit down for like 2 hours straight. When ppl walked in I just wanted to scream GO HOME.
I found the a haircut i adored. to bad it would look like shit on me.
I came home from work and thats when things started to get weird. I ate some cookie dough and put it 13 going 30 bc my mommy rented it for me. I watched it and cried. And i went into my room and cried some more. I listened to the same fuckin Blink182 song over and over. WHAT IS MY PROBLEM. I shall tell you. Im a nostalgic wacko. and pretty much everyone knows it. and im going to stop saying im not/// this is me admitting it///.
I wrote a letter.
Dear You,
i know there are things that must twist your stomach into knots, and i wish you'd call at any hour and tell me all about them. i wish i could say EVERYTHING i wanted to say to you, but i wont. im to afraid of what you will say. did you know.. you are one of the many who can always make me laugh, but you're so complicated. the truth is that, sometimes i honestly dont understand you.
Ive always wanted to say.
you. oh, you're the most amazing. i know you have so much to offer and it's hidden underneath that silly exterior, and i wish you would show everyone. even though some ppl say you show to much of yourself..i sometimes wish i could be more like you just so confedent. i hope you know you deserve the most. i hate the way other people make you feel. you really do care, don't you? i have so much i want for you.
I always wondered why i never gave you a reason to stay, but i know there werent any.
I took things for granted. I always took things out on me. And even though u made me happy..i never really was. Almost all my friends hated me. I wanted to scream. And i dont think you knew.
I wish I could make things right.
You know..they dont love you like I do.