Apr 03, 2006 15:56
Hello.
My throat is an evil monster. But my voice sounds better than it does when my throat isn't sore. It's cracking and infected quality is making everything I sing seem more raw, so I decided that I'll be writing the song I've been meaning to this evening.
I'm moving this weekend. Monday I start on the new Bus to the same school with the same kids and the same circle of friends. There are sometimes when I feel like I don't belong with the people I'm hanging out with. Just like I want a boyfriend so badly. And then it'll happen, and I'll regret ever wishing agaist what I had. I know what's going to happen, but I still wish for it.
I'm very tired today, I think I'm going for coffee tonight.
I'm probably doing a show over easter break. It'll be hardcore.
Pfft.
Hardcore hippyish.
Love, Abby
Did anyone try too hard?
Well I guess I did,
I guess I did alright.
He'll break my heart. He'll break my heart.