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my stomach is growling.
so i've spent the fre days with my 6 little cousins...buy enough about them.
i don't know what's goin through my head...except that this girl i'm thinkin about is Really hott.
my weekends suck...i havn't spent time with any of my friends on a weekend in months it seems...i feel soo boring! i guess i'm just that interesting...
honestly, i'm tired of the most of the girls at skyline...well, this is complicating. i'm not out to offend any of my friends but...all the girls i take interest to, end up leading me into disappointment...so, i think i'm done with trying to find a relationship with someone at skyline...whatever who knows.
my stmach is still growling.
i'm not obsessed with you...i barely even think about you. you're just a blur that smudges with time. don't think about how I feel, you'll make things worse...forget about me...for the good of both of us...silent proposal.
i am soo tired of skyline, it's just getting worse and worse everyday for me. i don't talk to anyone, i don't do anything...it's my personal hell and who knew?! i'm ready to leave it all behind...all. and the best part is, i have nothing to be upset about...not a tear of frustration will bleed from me. cause i'm sunshine on a black backing.
my worst fear out of anything is death. no matter where or how...i can't bear the thought of eternal uncontiousness. well who know what death is...? i get...upset when i begin to think about it. i clinch my fist and gasp out of rage and confusion...it's horrible. i hate my mind sometimes.
i get nervous around loud noises. noises like airplane engines, or constant thunder that get's louder...i think too far ahead of myself...
music is ticking me off...i'm ready to put down the guitar for GOOD. set the rockstar dream in a droor and forget about the mothafucka...i'm tired of the attitudes i'm getting from the menbers of this colaboration...and the attitudes twords each other...it's outragious!! it's the one things that's actually upsetting right now...all we need to do, is get a goddam room to practice in...That's All It Takes...And We All Have To Help...Money Aside........fuck!
what is it about me that...shit i can't even say the words...am i just not...the kind of person i wish i was? i guess not.i wish i could be one of them...the way they instantly grab your attention, automatically get "respect." why can't i be one of them...? fuck jealousy, i have a better word. it's called $@%$#%*$@...i wan't you to notice when i'm not around...i wish i was special...you're sooo cucking special...but i'm a creep...i'm a weirdo...what the hell am i doing here?..i don't belong here...
hey, i think you're sexy...but you don't know who you are...and you never will...
obsessive bitches...if he/she doesn't like you, and you know it, move the hell on...highschool relationships are those worth laughing at...not to cry and die over...so what's my problem.
i'm gonna snap...
i'm gonna yell...
and it's gonna be the nicest thing i'll ever say...
i hope to reveal my true self to one of you one day...you know, so you;ll take me seriously at least twice a month...rather than every 12th of never.
i'm scattered.......
so i've spent the fre days with my 6 little cousins...buy enough about them.
i don't know what's goin through my head...except that this girl i'm thinkin about is Really hott.
my weekends suck...i havn't spent time with any of my friends on a weekend in months it seems...i feel soo boring! i guess i'm just that interesting...
honestly, i'm tired of the most of the girls at skyline...well, this is complicating. i'm not out to offend any of my friends but...all the girls i take interest to, end up leading me into disappointment...so, i think i'm done with trying to find a relationship with someone at skyline...whatever who knows.
my stmach is still growling.
i'm not obsessed with you...i barely even think about you. you're just a blur that smudges with time. don't think about how I feel, you'll make things worse...forget about me...for the good of both of us...silent proposal.
i am soo tired of skyline, it's just getting worse and worse everyday for me. i don't talk to anyone, i don't do anything...it's my personal hell and who knew?! i'm ready to leave it all behind...all. and the best part is, i have nothing to be upset about...not a tear of frustration will bleed from me. cause i'm sunshine on a black backing.
my worst fear out of anything is death. no matter where or how...i can't bear the thought of eternal uncontiousness. well who know what death is...? i get...upset when i begin to think about it. i clinch my fist and gasp out of rage and confusion...it's horrible. i hate my mind sometimes.
i get nervous around loud noises. noises like airplane engines, or constant thunder that get's louder...i think too far ahead of myself...
music is ticking me off...i'm ready to put down the guitar for GOOD. set the rockstar dream in a droor and forget about the mothafucka...i'm tired of the attitudes i'm getting from the menbers of this colaboration...and the attitudes twords each other...it's outragious!! it's the one things that's actually upsetting right now...all we need to do, is get a goddam room to practice in...That's All It Takes...And We All Have To Help...Money Aside........fuck!
what is it about me that...shit i can't even say the words...am i just not...the kind of person i wish i was? i guess not.i wish i could be one of them...the way they instantly grab your attention, automatically get "respect." why can't i be one of them...? fuck jealousy, i have a better word. it's called $@%$#%*$@...i wan't you to notice when i'm not around...i wish i was special...you're sooo cucking special...but i'm a creep...i'm a weirdo...what the hell am i doing here?..i don't belong here...
hey, i think you're sexy...but you don't know who you are...and you never will...
obsessive bitches...if he/she doesn't like you, and you know it, move the hell on...highschool relationships are those worth laughing at...not to cry and die over...so what's my problem.
i'm gonna snap...
i'm gonna yell...
and it's gonna be the nicest thing i'll ever say...
i hope to reveal my true self to one of you one day...you know, so you;ll take me seriously at least twice a month...rather than every 12th of never.
i'm scattered.......