(no subject)
I'm listening to Evanescence and thinking about the last three years of high school and 8th grade.
There have been some hardcore motherfucking changes.
There have been some awful people that came into the picture.
A lot of getting picked on.
The obsession with music and being a rockstar.
The 564,935,738 bands I've been in.
However awkward as it may be to say,
the sex table.
A lot of growing up.
A lot of things that I didn't expect.
A part of me misses the old.....
"that's-one-fucked-up-freak"
me.
The one with the boots.
The fishnet long-sleeved shirts,
the excessive amounts of unneeded eyeliner,
the thick dog collar chokers,
spikes,
arm bands, wrist bands, bracelets, and rings,
the fucking 60 dollar hardcore hot topic pants,
entirely dressed all in black
everything.
Now, although I still dress nearly all in black,
I'm really really boring.
And maybe that's a good thing?
I don't know.
I miss a lot of people.
And some people I really do not miss.
(I can't even explain how great it is to have some fucking peace and quiet)
The years have gone by so quickly,
and when I think about it,
so much shit has happened and changed.
I need some positive words.
Talk to me?