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Why are you on her list?
Why do i get mad when you look at me?
Why do i get mad when you dont?
why do i get mad when she looks at me?
Why do i get mad when you look at her?
why...a question i ask myself a million times in one second andyet i never find the answer in a milllion years.
why does the earth turn?
why do we wear shoes?
why do we wear bras?
why cant i say the things i want to...?
why do i hide the important things?
why are my feelings so mixed up?
why do i miss you?
why am i glad you are gone?
Why cant things be like the old days?
why cant things move on and be better than the past?
why cant i face you without my mask?
why do i put on this mask?
why cant i just come out and say it....
why does it always come out like vomit, all my words in a pile mixed up trying to interpret..?
why cant it be neat as a pin like her hair?
why does my face break out?
why does everything bad happen at once and than the good barges in and makes thigns better for a week than everything goes back down the drain again.
why are things akward...?
why are things so smooth?
why does it have to be a hey and a hello every week or so?
why cant i understand my own brain?
why is my family crazy?
why is my family normal?
why is my family my family?
i love them.
why does this just spew out to a computer screen but i cant say it...i cant say it to you...i cant say it to her i cant say it to anyone...anyone but you you big piece of gigabites and memory and bottons that i dont understand why you?!?! and why not them? why has my life resorted to this....talking to a screen...
why cant i even call?
fudge! stop reading this it is boring you...stop i said freaking stop.
you didnt stop did you?
thats just like you...break every little bond....every little request...
Promise me?
I promise...
oh, good...
i love you mom
i love you amy
i love you person sitting infront of their own screen pouring out their heart and soul...
too scared to say it to you after how many years?
to scared to say it to you after how many months?
to scared to say it to you after how many days?
too scared to say it to you after how many hours....how many seconds...how many everything.
I'm just a yellow belly..a chicken...i wanna say it to your face but most likely it will be on the phone...so here it goes? no...i chickened out again...
fliping monkey guts...
i hate orange days...w/ a passion i just realized how much i loath them...save me from tomorrow...
hell, save me from today.
SENSOR out dat word siir!..:S i'm going to run now..run like i always do...away from me and away from you...
"
HEY YOU MOVE *PUSH PUSH* EXCUSE YOU YOU HAVE A LUNCH TRAY MOVE MOVE!!!"
****STARE****
help me amy! my brain does this confusing dance and should i call or sit or not or ahhh flip off a building! i will...but idk when...i have to though...my heart is heavy with this! heavy like a 4378945789785378347834823923 pound wieght.
YOUR HAIR IS EVERYWHERE SCREAMING INFIDELITIES...
Why do i get mad when you look at me?
Why do i get mad when you dont?
why do i get mad when she looks at me?
Why do i get mad when you look at her?
why...a question i ask myself a million times in one second andyet i never find the answer in a milllion years.
why does the earth turn?
why do we wear shoes?
why do we wear bras?
why cant i say the things i want to...?
why do i hide the important things?
why are my feelings so mixed up?
why do i miss you?
why am i glad you are gone?
Why cant things be like the old days?
why cant things move on and be better than the past?
why cant i face you without my mask?
why do i put on this mask?
why cant i just come out and say it....
why does it always come out like vomit, all my words in a pile mixed up trying to interpret..?
why cant it be neat as a pin like her hair?
why does my face break out?
why does everything bad happen at once and than the good barges in and makes thigns better for a week than everything goes back down the drain again.
why are things akward...?
why are things so smooth?
why does it have to be a hey and a hello every week or so?
why cant i understand my own brain?
why is my family crazy?
why is my family normal?
why is my family my family?
i love them.
why does this just spew out to a computer screen but i cant say it...i cant say it to you...i cant say it to her i cant say it to anyone...anyone but you you big piece of gigabites and memory and bottons that i dont understand why you?!?! and why not them? why has my life resorted to this....talking to a screen...
why cant i even call?
fudge! stop reading this it is boring you...stop i said freaking stop.
you didnt stop did you?
thats just like you...break every little bond....every little request...
Promise me?
I promise...
oh, good...
i love you mom
i love you amy
i love you person sitting infront of their own screen pouring out their heart and soul...
too scared to say it to you after how many years?
to scared to say it to you after how many months?
to scared to say it to you after how many days?
too scared to say it to you after how many hours....how many seconds...how many everything.
I'm just a yellow belly..a chicken...i wanna say it to your face but most likely it will be on the phone...so here it goes? no...i chickened out again...
fliping monkey guts...
i hate orange days...w/ a passion i just realized how much i loath them...save me from tomorrow...
hell, save me from today.
SENSOR out dat word siir!..:S i'm going to run now..run like i always do...away from me and away from you...
"
HEY YOU MOVE *PUSH PUSH* EXCUSE YOU YOU HAVE A LUNCH TRAY MOVE MOVE!!!"
****STARE****
help me amy! my brain does this confusing dance and should i call or sit or not or ahhh flip off a building! i will...but idk when...i have to though...my heart is heavy with this! heavy like a 4378945789785378347834823923 pound wieght.
YOUR HAIR IS EVERYWHERE SCREAMING INFIDELITIES...