Crashing not like hips or cars...
So...damn. I haven't updated in forever. I swear I've tried like thousands of times (more like four) but I get something that has distracted me from it and I just close the window. I need to work on my ADD problem some more. But anyways...what do I want to talk about here?
I think I've possibly have had the best two months of my life recently. I mean, a lot of shit has happened in that short time that has either drove me nuts or made me upset but I wouldn't trade his adorable ass for anything. Just remember, team...bursting hearts in isolated rooms.
Now, I know no one reads this stupid journal, but if you do, please tell me. I think it might possibly make me feel useful or something of that nature. But I have something to ramble about right now. :) So, lately in speech class I have been labeled "goth" and "emo." It's not like I haven't been called those things before, but lately it's getting worse and more people have been just saying it to me. Now, I find extreme humor in this because I just do but I would really like to know what it is that makes me "emo" or "gothic"..
My definition of "emo" is someone who is extremely emotional and does nothing but ramble on about the way they hate everything. I mean, I do know some people that fit the bill on that description but is that me? I hope not. I have never been one to run to the bathroom and cut myself because a boy didn't like me. I don't cry while I listen to Hawthorne Heights and think about my life. That's crazy. Do you people fucking know who I am? I'm the craziest fucker you'll meet.
It just highly entertains me that people decide to label other people based on superfical things like clothing or hairstyles. Don't get me wrong, I believe labels are necessary for catagorizing things in our own minds, but do it for the right reasons, people. Just because I have straight, red hair that I wear over one eye doesn't mean I hate my life and I want to kill myself. What kind of people make that assumption? Not me.
I can't say much on this topic, I mean, I do call certain people "preps", or "whores" but I do it because of the way they act towards me and other people. I don't call people preps because they were Abercrombie or AE. I don't call people sluts because they have their ass hanging halfway out of their pants (although it's a bullseye..). I call them that because of the way they think they're better than everyone or because they whore around. THAT is the right reason to label people. Don't fucking go out and call someone a goth because they like to wear black. It's not right.
I really don't know what else I need to talk about on that subject so I'll just shut up.
I'm the destination
but the landing isn't all that smooth
hips on hips
and lips on backs
call me your sweetheart
i'm the gold dust collector in your attic
xxooT
I think I've possibly have had the best two months of my life recently. I mean, a lot of shit has happened in that short time that has either drove me nuts or made me upset but I wouldn't trade his adorable ass for anything. Just remember, team...bursting hearts in isolated rooms.
Now, I know no one reads this stupid journal, but if you do, please tell me. I think it might possibly make me feel useful or something of that nature. But I have something to ramble about right now. :) So, lately in speech class I have been labeled "goth" and "emo." It's not like I haven't been called those things before, but lately it's getting worse and more people have been just saying it to me. Now, I find extreme humor in this because I just do but I would really like to know what it is that makes me "emo" or "gothic"..
My definition of "emo" is someone who is extremely emotional and does nothing but ramble on about the way they hate everything. I mean, I do know some people that fit the bill on that description but is that me? I hope not. I have never been one to run to the bathroom and cut myself because a boy didn't like me. I don't cry while I listen to Hawthorne Heights and think about my life. That's crazy. Do you people fucking know who I am? I'm the craziest fucker you'll meet.
It just highly entertains me that people decide to label other people based on superfical things like clothing or hairstyles. Don't get me wrong, I believe labels are necessary for catagorizing things in our own minds, but do it for the right reasons, people. Just because I have straight, red hair that I wear over one eye doesn't mean I hate my life and I want to kill myself. What kind of people make that assumption? Not me.
I can't say much on this topic, I mean, I do call certain people "preps", or "whores" but I do it because of the way they act towards me and other people. I don't call people preps because they were Abercrombie or AE. I don't call people sluts because they have their ass hanging halfway out of their pants (although it's a bullseye..). I call them that because of the way they think they're better than everyone or because they whore around. THAT is the right reason to label people. Don't fucking go out and call someone a goth because they like to wear black. It's not right.
I really don't know what else I need to talk about on that subject so I'll just shut up.
I'm the destination
but the landing isn't all that smooth
hips on hips
and lips on backs
call me your sweetheart
i'm the gold dust collector in your attic
xxooT