"Well Shit...She Done Gone and Hung Up On Me Cletus"
Haven't posted in a couple days so i figured id give an update to everyone wondering whats going on.
wayne hates it here
and im miserable and the only thing I really want to do right now is find somewhere to lay down and never get up again.
all i ever do is set myself up for a fall. my mother was right. my dad was right. and jennifer was right. i fucked up and made a huge mistake. I could've waited till the summer or till later on. I could've saved money. But I didn't and now we're in a mess.
i just feel wicked upset right now. not at jen, but with what i'm doing. i don't think anyone really gets it. how i feel and why. I want to tell this fuckin girl and spill everything out and why im acting the way i am and how but i dont even know if it matters anymore and im afraid she'll just blow it off like it's nothing and simply call me 'emo' or that i'm 'over-reacting'. I sit around with all this shit in my mind that I just want to say, but instead what I do is cover it up with pointless conversation or simply not speaking at all. But i've been like this since january and i dont think i can just sit around and be miserable all day every day anymore and hide it by saying i'm having a good time or whatever. i just can't.
i can drink all i want, listen to music all i want, and do whatever i think will make me feel better but in the end i'm just a fucking wreck and the only thing that's going to make me feel better isn't going to happen to me for a while...if ever.
wayne hates it here
and im miserable and the only thing I really want to do right now is find somewhere to lay down and never get up again.
all i ever do is set myself up for a fall. my mother was right. my dad was right. and jennifer was right. i fucked up and made a huge mistake. I could've waited till the summer or till later on. I could've saved money. But I didn't and now we're in a mess.
i just feel wicked upset right now. not at jen, but with what i'm doing. i don't think anyone really gets it. how i feel and why. I want to tell this fuckin girl and spill everything out and why im acting the way i am and how but i dont even know if it matters anymore and im afraid she'll just blow it off like it's nothing and simply call me 'emo' or that i'm 'over-reacting'. I sit around with all this shit in my mind that I just want to say, but instead what I do is cover it up with pointless conversation or simply not speaking at all. But i've been like this since january and i dont think i can just sit around and be miserable all day every day anymore and hide it by saying i'm having a good time or whatever. i just can't.
i can drink all i want, listen to music all i want, and do whatever i think will make me feel better but in the end i'm just a fucking wreck and the only thing that's going to make me feel better isn't going to happen to me for a while...if ever.