Whatever.

Dec 03, 2003 21:59

I feel like I'm in 8th grade again. I hate it. I want to cry, and I think I will tonight. All day I was thinking about what I talked about with someone last night (hopefully they won't be dumb and know it's them). Tonight when I was walking back from Doug's house, the person approached me and was talking to me. At that moment, I just turned around and said, "I like you, you whore."

I feel like I'm standing in the halls of Emerson again telling those guys who never pay any attention to me that I like them. Writing them notes and trying to get their attention. I haven't felt this way in awhile, and it still sucks. The person I am talking about should know who they are by now, and I just wish they would have said something earlier.

Well my mom said my behavior at the art show was atrocious. I was biting Phill's nipple, kissing him, and then kissing Amber and just having fun... I'm pretty upset right now. I'm tired of fucking up, and I am definitely tired of feeling this way. All of this.. Is just stupid bullshit. I feel like my old 13 year old self...

"Why Can't I?" by Liz Phair"
Why Can't I?

Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be

Holding hands with you, and we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too

But this just the beginning
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too

It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn't it be beautiful

Here we go, we're at the beginning
We haven't fucked yet, but my head’s spinning

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

High enough for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
High enough for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
Out of this that we can't control
Baby I am dyin'

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
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