Jun 24, 2001 23:50
to give you a full update, but then i can simplify:
i got outta bed (theme here isn't there) even had breakfast and did a little online stuff, then headed to Rachel's... she was umm not really awake that much, i know it was a stupid idea to think she might be!
okay so gradually over 4/1/2hrs she finally was ready, though spending that time with her was cool, and we headed out!
i don't think she's ever gonna be in to MTBing strangely enough but we had an okay time, and though i won't be asking her to ride again anytime soon there is a chance.
got back, relaxed in pool! btw we briefly stopped at my house and my parents came home shortly after though they didn't really see her (must protect people from parent bitches) they did notice...
umm anyway, finally went home, painted some (might finish banshee tonite, 1 in two days!) and father says you must keep door open if you have g/f's over...
Rachel isn't my g/f, for all you know i could be gay :P
your mother says so...
not my problem just won't bring anyone here (definetly not while you fucks are in the house if i can avoid it)
talked briefly about uni money and finally i typed this up, hmm taken me bout 6mins to get this far.
anything else? well there was some stuff i wanted to say but i forget it...
flames are flickery blood is red
i hate myself and wish i was dead
oh not that, this one is longer (but as bad):
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I met a friend the other day who'd made a nice long list
it told a life of sorrows pain and explained the reasons he'd had to slit his wrists
i think upon his gravestone it really should have said
dear beloved son we didn't really want you dead
his girlfriend tried for suicvide but couldn't take the pain
still the bloodstains do remind her of the time she felt so sane
she says she'll go all the way today and overdose to death
i would have asked her to desist but couldn't find the time
see i'm planning my own end though why i can't define
i passed a boy in the street with that look upon his face
it said that breathing was too harsh he couldn't take the pace
he wouldn't take my vodka but chewed on some colored pills
now he's fourteen stories up walking on window sills
you could say teen angst is just a sign of the modern age
but is it really civilized when our youth are filled with hate and rage
a girl i know broke a pane of glass and let the blood drip around the garden
those who might have stopped her said it makes the grass grow greener
and the last sound in her ears was that of mocking laughter
i can't write much more my broken bones are failing
those that might have cared have all gone sailing
the ocean that they cross is one of hollow-pseudo-life
it has no inner turmoil or hormonal strife
if i had a chance to find someone, before its all away
if i didn't burn the evidence, then this is what i'd say
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i think i'm happier now than i have been for a while, not exactly difficult but worked out some of those teenage angst things... or at least ignored them better!
well must try check some others journals (added some friends! thanks guys for reading this, hope you find it umm fascinating?)