boys suck!
why does everything get ruined for me....i hate it...i'm so sick of guys why can't i just forget tehm all together. i have enough crap going on right now. my house is crazy man! everyone knows it! well not everyone but lots of people! back to the subject..i am even thinking about them in class..i can't concentrate..its nuts..i mostly think about this one but i think people effed it up for me. so he thinks i'm a wierdo....i feel sick and tired of it..even when i listen to music it reminds me of him....its so annoying. I can't stand it. sometimes i wish he would just notice me more then he does or talk to me more..but whatever. whats done is done. i hate this...
I DIED for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
“For beauty,” I replied.
“And I for truth,-the two are one;
We brethren are,” he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
-emily dickinson
I DIED for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
“For beauty,” I replied.
“And I for truth,-the two are one;
We brethren are,” he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
-emily dickinson