i went on strike & then left town not far away no one bothered to find me no one came so i went back
note why do you have to put on front doors backwards?
note because everyone is really good at protecting themselves.
note for a few seconds today i wanted to cry and apologize to people i don't even know yet. how could i.
note found out, i've been made of fur and sand all along, there is nothing else that has to do with everything else i lick unused but crushed gumballs off the floor for nutrients because like i said i'm a plant
note i'm stuck at a 24 hour coffee and ice cream shop until the day comes back because when i got here it was not so cold out, and now it is so cold that i know i wouldn't make it home. that's okay. hardly any of my friends even graduated from high school. i like them better. it's always been a bad criss cross for me, because of me, 'cause i'm doing the pointless embarrassing school thing.
note it's too obvious about lexapro vs. no lexapro, what was i thinking. i'll keep it to myself.
note stay not knowing each other, smile and nod at the drugged mind that gave you "'cause when you meet someone for the very first time...you're never gonna meet them like that again..." and be their friend and not point out how dumb that was, and also be completely not their friend for the same reason.
note shut up 'cause you can't control all the blank space in the minutes over the years that add up, so settle on handling it instead, example: "there is a dinosaur...here? now? i'm on fire, i need to go outside, and i'll never see you again except for the implied hot air balloon ride with tricked and insulted into calm lemurs listen you wouldn't travel around the world, you wouldn't search over everything."
but getting real, this guy i'm sitting with is annoying the hell out of me because he moves in large-scale twitches
and his head pops around like it belongs to the other room and needs to get back to its home.
he's coding like every single key strike proves he's a genius. i'll steal his glasses. this is where the words "douche chill" are appropriate. if you get like this then don't drink coffee in public. school has me by my neck, i'm close to quitting one semester away from graduation. i don't know why. but my knee was bleeding and my professor just made fun of me.
i wished i had a giant plastic lobster in my backpack, how funny would that have been as my reply to him. instead i refused to do the next assignment. why.
note because everyone is really good at protecting themselves.
note for a few seconds today i wanted to cry and apologize to people i don't even know yet. how could i.
note found out, i've been made of fur and sand all along, there is nothing else that has to do with everything else i lick unused but crushed gumballs off the floor for nutrients because like i said i'm a plant
note i'm stuck at a 24 hour coffee and ice cream shop until the day comes back because when i got here it was not so cold out, and now it is so cold that i know i wouldn't make it home. that's okay. hardly any of my friends even graduated from high school. i like them better. it's always been a bad criss cross for me, because of me, 'cause i'm doing the pointless embarrassing school thing.
note it's too obvious about lexapro vs. no lexapro, what was i thinking. i'll keep it to myself.
note stay not knowing each other, smile and nod at the drugged mind that gave you "'cause when you meet someone for the very first time...you're never gonna meet them like that again..." and be their friend and not point out how dumb that was, and also be completely not their friend for the same reason.
note shut up 'cause you can't control all the blank space in the minutes over the years that add up, so settle on handling it instead, example: "there is a dinosaur...here? now? i'm on fire, i need to go outside, and i'll never see you again except for the implied hot air balloon ride with tricked and insulted into calm lemurs listen you wouldn't travel around the world, you wouldn't search over everything."
but getting real, this guy i'm sitting with is annoying the hell out of me because he moves in large-scale twitches
and his head pops around like it belongs to the other room and needs to get back to its home.
he's coding like every single key strike proves he's a genius. i'll steal his glasses. this is where the words "douche chill" are appropriate. if you get like this then don't drink coffee in public. school has me by my neck, i'm close to quitting one semester away from graduation. i don't know why. but my knee was bleeding and my professor just made fun of me.
i wished i had a giant plastic lobster in my backpack, how funny would that have been as my reply to him. instead i refused to do the next assignment. why.