I said please don't slow me down, only if I'm going too fast...
"I can't even pretend
that you are my friend
What has happened to you and I
and don't say that I have changed
Cause man, of course I have.
Are you far to depressed now
even to answer the phone
I guess you just want to shave your head
have a drink
and be left alone
Is that too much to ask?"
Man. What to say? Do I give you some update of my life (as if there's anything to update), some piece of self loathing(akin to my diatribe before I took a hiatus from this jornal), some BS about music no one but me cares about(like my last post), or something else entirely? Tuesday morning, day off. If you break up with your current girlfriend and sleep with someone you work with 3 days later, what does that make you? What if you were a repeat offender? What if that were your M.O.? What if you can't resist all the little teenyboppers who want to fuck you and all that ever comes out of you was broken hearts, what kind of person are you? And you want to give me shit about hanging out with your ex? Fuck you! I work early. I'm in bed by 9. I miss all the teenybopper parties that happen after I'm asleep. Man, fuck that. I'm sick of hanging out with 19 year olds. I'm twenty-fucking-six! None of them ever like me anyway. I'm the fat boring guy who never says anything cause he's too stoned and shy to speak freely around some 19 year old chick. You can make some retarded comment THAT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY and win their hearts somehow. You've already won their crotches somehow. And by the way, I don't laugh at what ain't funny. If you make a dumb joke and then look at me expecting me to be cracking up like you are, you're barking up the wrong tree pal. You said you can never tell if someone likes you because you're good looking or if they generally like you. I hope you never can. That's your curse.
that you are my friend
What has happened to you and I
and don't say that I have changed
Cause man, of course I have.
Are you far to depressed now
even to answer the phone
I guess you just want to shave your head
have a drink
and be left alone
Is that too much to ask?"
Man. What to say? Do I give you some update of my life (as if there's anything to update), some piece of self loathing(akin to my diatribe before I took a hiatus from this jornal), some BS about music no one but me cares about(like my last post), or something else entirely? Tuesday morning, day off. If you break up with your current girlfriend and sleep with someone you work with 3 days later, what does that make you? What if you were a repeat offender? What if that were your M.O.? What if you can't resist all the little teenyboppers who want to fuck you and all that ever comes out of you was broken hearts, what kind of person are you? And you want to give me shit about hanging out with your ex? Fuck you! I work early. I'm in bed by 9. I miss all the teenybopper parties that happen after I'm asleep. Man, fuck that. I'm sick of hanging out with 19 year olds. I'm twenty-fucking-six! None of them ever like me anyway. I'm the fat boring guy who never says anything cause he's too stoned and shy to speak freely around some 19 year old chick. You can make some retarded comment THAT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY and win their hearts somehow. You've already won their crotches somehow. And by the way, I don't laugh at what ain't funny. If you make a dumb joke and then look at me expecting me to be cracking up like you are, you're barking up the wrong tree pal. You said you can never tell if someone likes you because you're good looking or if they generally like you. I hope you never can. That's your curse.