A shoulder to lean on.
Sorry, this shoulder's filled. Seems when everybody else has problems they come to me. Guess that's my fault for being the person that listens to their problems all the time. And to be honest it wear on me, why can't people just be happy? Well I dunno I only get half the story.
Look at it like this, your have someone that wants to be with you. I don't, I live alone. I'm pathetic. I have money, but no one to give it to, to shower gifts upon them and show them how much they mean to me. I've got a few friends, I guess that's something to be... well it is something to be thankful for. Maybe I'm an ingrate. I dunno, maybe the awneser will come with the bottle of jack I bought. Haven't drank in over three months. Time to break the dry season and drown myself.
I miss LS horridly, Panthrix does too, I can feel it when I talk to him.
I guess its' all me looking down the start of this week, I hate that day with a passion. A reminder that I'm getting older. I've stopped wanting to age since I turned 17.
Just so tired of being the toy everyone cries on. GO find someone else, and let me be alone if you want someone to have a pity party with. I'll listen, just stop asking for encouraging words. I'm out of things like that. I'm tired of seeing people cry, everywhere I go, someone is sad. Damn-it just leave the crying to yourself at home, alone. That's what I do, so no one else has to put up with me being a emo bitch.
Bleh, her I go, being emo. Fuck me. I'm just gonna shut up now.
Look at it like this, your have someone that wants to be with you. I don't, I live alone. I'm pathetic. I have money, but no one to give it to, to shower gifts upon them and show them how much they mean to me. I've got a few friends, I guess that's something to be... well it is something to be thankful for. Maybe I'm an ingrate. I dunno, maybe the awneser will come with the bottle of jack I bought. Haven't drank in over three months. Time to break the dry season and drown myself.
I miss LS horridly, Panthrix does too, I can feel it when I talk to him.
I guess its' all me looking down the start of this week, I hate that day with a passion. A reminder that I'm getting older. I've stopped wanting to age since I turned 17.
Just so tired of being the toy everyone cries on. GO find someone else, and let me be alone if you want someone to have a pity party with. I'll listen, just stop asking for encouraging words. I'm out of things like that. I'm tired of seeing people cry, everywhere I go, someone is sad. Damn-it just leave the crying to yourself at home, alone. That's what I do, so no one else has to put up with me being a emo bitch.
Bleh, her I go, being emo. Fuck me. I'm just gonna shut up now.