once in a while.
i feel like... it's hard to describe. i'm... this summer has been ridiculous. i think i spelled that wrong... well, it's extremely differnt than the last. i just don't like planning get togethers and thigns like that.. but then i start to realize that if i don't plan, no one else will.. so then i start to realize that nothing happens if i don't approach and take initiative first. so that sucks. really. you know what i'm talking about it? it's like if you don't go up to them, they won't interact with you. so i got tired of starting things. if they want to talk or hang out, they'll call on me. but so far, it's not happening, which is bad, but i don't mind. i guess we all think that way which leaves us in one place, stranded,stuck.
i hate late nights, especially when you just had a spectacular day. you lie there grinning about how much fun you had. then out of nowhere, it hits you. it comes back as quickly as it went away. or atleast you thought it went away. the mind wanders. and you realize that...
that you've grown, that the things that once excited you aren't as extravagent as you thought they were. the usual hangouts and jokes aren't what they use to be. it's missing that spark. something is clearly missing. but there's so much more.
the more you think about it, the more you realize that you're alone. you're standing in a place where a couple billion people are, but yet you're just a dot. you're nothing. you're just a parasite. something like that. and no matter what, you can't fill that void. one tree hill you know what the million something but you just need one. you do. one person to care and love. one person that cares and loves you. that's so difficult to find. what am i talking about?
i guess i'm just feeling nostalgic. seems my mind can't concentrate on anything. maybe it can take 8 hours of 'i'm sorry i love you' but it can't focus on 5 pages of SATs. and no matter how many hot summer days pass, i always think of you.
the moldy peaces- anybody else but you.
it's playing right now and i love it. it's so .. monotoned.
doesn't it get tiring to try to always impress people? and always trying to force a connection? you go and check your myspace and you go and comment others, not because you want to, but because you want them to comment you back so you can feel happy when you get comments. it's pathetic.
god, i want to watch walk the line right now.
and god, i want a mr.char -___________-
had one, but it's gone.
i hate late nights, especially when you just had a spectacular day. you lie there grinning about how much fun you had. then out of nowhere, it hits you. it comes back as quickly as it went away. or atleast you thought it went away. the mind wanders. and you realize that...
that you've grown, that the things that once excited you aren't as extravagent as you thought they were. the usual hangouts and jokes aren't what they use to be. it's missing that spark. something is clearly missing. but there's so much more.
the more you think about it, the more you realize that you're alone. you're standing in a place where a couple billion people are, but yet you're just a dot. you're nothing. you're just a parasite. something like that. and no matter what, you can't fill that void. one tree hill you know what the million something but you just need one. you do. one person to care and love. one person that cares and loves you. that's so difficult to find. what am i talking about?
i guess i'm just feeling nostalgic. seems my mind can't concentrate on anything. maybe it can take 8 hours of 'i'm sorry i love you' but it can't focus on 5 pages of SATs. and no matter how many hot summer days pass, i always think of you.
the moldy peaces- anybody else but you.
it's playing right now and i love it. it's so .. monotoned.
doesn't it get tiring to try to always impress people? and always trying to force a connection? you go and check your myspace and you go and comment others, not because you want to, but because you want them to comment you back so you can feel happy when you get comments. it's pathetic.
god, i want to watch walk the line right now.
and god, i want a mr.char -___________-
had one, but it's gone.