And I even TRY to sleep...
really though...I was just tryin to sleep there for a while, took me until the end of transantlanticism [the c.d.] to decide that wasnt working...
that sucked...
I cant even enjoy my favorite cds anymore, without...i dont know...noticing how much it was...damn...I dont know how to explain what the hell im talking about...
and theres no one I can talk to about it but myself, which I do all the time...and ive heard bad things about the people that do that...
quite frankly, no one that I talk to cares or wants to hear about what I have to say about what im trying to say...and the only person that would [maybe, I doubt it though {well, at least the only person I want to talk to}], I havent seen/heard from/talked to/etc. in a couple of months...and I know it wont happen
but its just that...I cant help but notice some similarities...
[d.c.f.c. 'Title and Registration']
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When i'm lying awake at night.
[d.c.f.c. 'Tiny Vessels']
All i see are dark grey clouds
In the distance moving closer with every hour
So when you ask "Is something wrong?"
That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.
No, we can't talk about it now."
it sounds all too familiar, but I never noticed until now...
I hate that...I always feel weird listening to my music that i've enlightened people with, but then when they arent very happy with my anymore [they fucking hate me] it just always make me feel...weird...
damn...mom gets home in a while...shes gonna yell at me...she doesnt like me not sleeping...she thinks Im crazy...doesnt matter
I just wish there was someone I could talk to...Im not trying to offend anyone [cause I know some people that would say I COULD talk to them, but I cant, not about this] but there really is NO one...and I spose my family has too much to worry about already...
damn it...I always go on here with the intent to put down everything I was thinking, but then I realize that would take way too much time and space...it would be like a million words...so I always just end up writing a bunch of jibberish no one understands what the fuck im talking about..thats why I dont try to explain myself...
and another thing that pisses me off...the little "music" box down there...I never just listen to one song or cd...it would take a whole entry just to write down the songs I was listening to when I was writing the entry...
fuckers...
that sucked...
I cant even enjoy my favorite cds anymore, without...i dont know...noticing how much it was...damn...I dont know how to explain what the hell im talking about...
and theres no one I can talk to about it but myself, which I do all the time...and ive heard bad things about the people that do that...
quite frankly, no one that I talk to cares or wants to hear about what I have to say about what im trying to say...and the only person that would [maybe, I doubt it though {well, at least the only person I want to talk to}], I havent seen/heard from/talked to/etc. in a couple of months...and I know it wont happen
but its just that...I cant help but notice some similarities...
[d.c.f.c. 'Title and Registration']
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When i'm lying awake at night.
[d.c.f.c. 'Tiny Vessels']
All i see are dark grey clouds
In the distance moving closer with every hour
So when you ask "Is something wrong?"
That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.
No, we can't talk about it now."
it sounds all too familiar, but I never noticed until now...
I hate that...I always feel weird listening to my music that i've enlightened people with, but then when they arent very happy with my anymore [they fucking hate me] it just always make me feel...weird...
damn...mom gets home in a while...shes gonna yell at me...she doesnt like me not sleeping...she thinks Im crazy...doesnt matter
I just wish there was someone I could talk to...Im not trying to offend anyone [cause I know some people that would say I COULD talk to them, but I cant, not about this] but there really is NO one...and I spose my family has too much to worry about already...
damn it...I always go on here with the intent to put down everything I was thinking, but then I realize that would take way too much time and space...it would be like a million words...so I always just end up writing a bunch of jibberish no one understands what the fuck im talking about..thats why I dont try to explain myself...
and another thing that pisses me off...the little "music" box down there...I never just listen to one song or cd...it would take a whole entry just to write down the songs I was listening to when I was writing the entry...
fuckers...