It's somethin' in my mind won't let my heart and head and mouth connect
I'm really tempted to throw a party.
Too bad I don't really have any friends except for Chris.
This song is pretty awesome.
I've been feeling really down lately. I'm done saying why, since there's only a few things to do about it and no point in discussion or description.
I don't know whether or not I take a kind of comfort in the belief that no one reads any of my entries. At the most anyone who still checks up every now and then likely just skims through.
This isn't a cry for attention, just an observation. I don't give much of a damn, since this journal's just about writing my thoughts out with relative ease and is only public because I don't feel like hiding most of my thoughts. Plus, on the off chance I'm wrong about people not reading these, if someone wants to rebuttal my opinions, it allows them opportunity.
I wish I could write a song that'll make you fall in love with me.
But that's not why I'm on a downer. I just want to see you again is all.
I wish I could pace myself better. Sometimes I live too much in the moment and don't register distances between moments very well. What seems like yesterday to someone might feel like eons for me. I live for today, and don't think about how long ago it's been since I last had some strawberries.
I wish I wish I wish...
I wish I mattered to you about half as much as you do to me.
Can anyone be worth such a roller coaster ride?
Worth far more than the price of admission.
I should've listened to myself way back when Brenna gave up on me.
Too bad I don't really have any friends except for Chris.
This song is pretty awesome.
I've been feeling really down lately. I'm done saying why, since there's only a few things to do about it and no point in discussion or description.
I don't know whether or not I take a kind of comfort in the belief that no one reads any of my entries. At the most anyone who still checks up every now and then likely just skims through.
This isn't a cry for attention, just an observation. I don't give much of a damn, since this journal's just about writing my thoughts out with relative ease and is only public because I don't feel like hiding most of my thoughts. Plus, on the off chance I'm wrong about people not reading these, if someone wants to rebuttal my opinions, it allows them opportunity.
I wish I could write a song that'll make you fall in love with me.
But that's not why I'm on a downer. I just want to see you again is all.
I wish I could pace myself better. Sometimes I live too much in the moment and don't register distances between moments very well. What seems like yesterday to someone might feel like eons for me. I live for today, and don't think about how long ago it's been since I last had some strawberries.
I wish I wish I wish...
I wish I mattered to you about half as much as you do to me.
Can anyone be worth such a roller coaster ride?
Worth far more than the price of admission.
I should've listened to myself way back when Brenna gave up on me.