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I started my job saturday. So far so good. I'm hoping after these first 2 weeks to have enough to pay off school then it's the normal crap I've gotta worry about, payin' my aunt rent, an money for me, so i can maybe have some clothes^^; Some food taht isn't meant for ian. I know I'm a burden on auntie. I don't want to go home, but I don't want to go home.^^ fh. I'm kinda stuck. Maybe after I get a better or more regular job I'll ask about moving out and get a small apartment. Then if freinds ever visit, heh, not that it'd happen but if theydid, could stay with me. I was supposed to go back home over the summer for alittle bit for a doctors appointment but don't know if that's gonna happen.
And I feel bad I've been buggin' my J. I want to see him, but I know with stuff he's goin' through with work an' waht not it's probably not the best time for me to come around even if I could, or for him to come here, though not sure if he would. ~sigh~ Don't think he'd want to. Thoguh IL think he'd like it here it's pretty nice. I'm too chicken to even ask, how sad is that, I don't want him to feel like he has to want to want to come here, Maybe I will. I wanna work so I can pay my aunt, an' do that. SO I guess I should huh^^;;;...
These colors will not change
You change the way I see them
These words will fade
when you explain why you hate them
we are the same
She keeps repeating all that she needed
She says she's right here, she seems so distant
Saying goodbye this time, the same old story
Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Just a few last hours, we gotta make this count
We're counting backwards
(Just a few last hours, we gotta make this count)
We're falling forwards.
She keeps repeating all that she needed
She says she's right here, she seems so distant
Saying goodbye this time, the same old story
Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Saying goodbye this time, the same old story
Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Saying sorry we're falling apart
wish we knew this from the start
Saying goodbye's the hardest part
Wish we knew this from the start
Saying goodbye this time, the same old story
Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Saying goodbye this time, the same old story
Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Saying goodbye this time, this time
Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry