I'll Laugh As You Hang There
So we originally thought that there were fleas in my bed. We washed everything. Looked for spiders, bugs, everything. Nothing came up. It's been about a week and the bumps are worsening and I'm so itchy. It's only on my legs and some of my stomach. Then I thought I was allergic to fabric softner...but then why doesn't the top of my body have any marks? The latest conclusion : nerves. And I'm almost positive that's what it is. My face is broken out hXc with black heads, it's f'in sick. I'm not kidding when I'm saying I'm stressed out.
Sometimes i just wish someone could take my happy-Katey personality and paste it to me.
I hate when you say OH I HAVE NO MONEY. WE'RE ALL POOR TOO. And you buy item after item.
Randy (Tharp) and I are becoming friends again. We hold some weird conversations. He's cool. And we're going bowling because our mentor is making us and we're wearing red plaid scarves.
My mind is wandering I can't stay on topic. And you know what? Fuck you if you care.
I do not like it when you tell me things I do not care to hear. I do not like it at all when you tell someone something that isn't true about me. All I want to do anymore is be online, doing useless things. I want to hear the emo songs that make me cry. I want to be told things that melt my heart. I'm tired of not being myself and I'm done with lying to protect you. I want to hear the music I need. Please, someone, anyone. All I need. Coheed & Cambria: In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth 3. Please, I'll fucking cry all over you if you can bring me that.
Tomorrow we start over.
And all I ever want to do is hold on to Steev and never let go.
I absolutely love Thursday. Someone give me all of their CDs right now so I can burn them onto my computer, I promise I'll give it back when I'm finished. OH guess what jerks. Yeah, -I- am going to New Jersey to see Thursday, Dillenger Escape Plan, and Beloved. Concert is on the 27th. I hope you're all fucking jealous.
Sometimes i just wish someone could take my happy-Katey personality and paste it to me.
I hate when you say OH I HAVE NO MONEY. WE'RE ALL POOR TOO. And you buy item after item.
Randy (Tharp) and I are becoming friends again. We hold some weird conversations. He's cool. And we're going bowling because our mentor is making us and we're wearing red plaid scarves.
My mind is wandering I can't stay on topic. And you know what? Fuck you if you care.
I do not like it when you tell me things I do not care to hear. I do not like it at all when you tell someone something that isn't true about me. All I want to do anymore is be online, doing useless things. I want to hear the emo songs that make me cry. I want to be told things that melt my heart. I'm tired of not being myself and I'm done with lying to protect you. I want to hear the music I need. Please, someone, anyone. All I need. Coheed & Cambria: In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth 3. Please, I'll fucking cry all over you if you can bring me that.
Tomorrow we start over.
And all I ever want to do is hold on to Steev and never let go.
I absolutely love Thursday. Someone give me all of their CDs right now so I can burn them onto my computer, I promise I'll give it back when I'm finished. OH guess what jerks. Yeah, -I- am going to New Jersey to see Thursday, Dillenger Escape Plan, and Beloved. Concert is on the 27th. I hope you're all fucking jealous.