So this is what i think...
so. this is what i think.
I hate majority of my firends, because obviously they're not so.. whats the word... Friendly.
no one ever wants to do anythign anymore and i find out everyones a backstabbing bitch.. so next time you wanna start shit just say it to me alright>? man o man i hate alot of people right now. I wish i could just pack up and move because everyone just makes me unhappy. I don't think i have had one good day in like 11 days. and im supposed to be the happy little sarah that makes everyone smile. People suck. and it's never gona change so i guess i shoudl just get use to it. I wish getting over somethign would be as easy as it sounds. I don't understand why I am so attached. He doesn't even like me. It ment nothing to him all that I have done, but yet he still drags me around like a freaking rag doll. hanging on to me. and Thats exactly why i cant get over it. it's way too hard. and it hurts. But sooner or later im most certain i will be talkign about somethign else or someoen else. but im most certain I will always have that somethign for him and never be able to get over him. Why am i such a dumbass...
I love the song Existentialism On Prom Nite.. it's a perfect song for me.. haha existentialism meaning chosing to do anything and taking the consequesces of what i've done and all on prom nite, hahah who woudl have ever thought.
Which reminds me.. i sitll have to get the pictures form prom developed. i didnt take too many pictures tho and i still have to take like 5 more. but I'm going to go get my mind of things and do somrthign productive.. or just go in the tanning bed.
Existentialism on Prom Night
when the sun came up
we were sleeping in
sunk inside our blankets
sprawled across the bed
and we were dreaming
there are moments when i know it
and the world revolves around us
and we're keeping it
keeping it all going
this delicate balance
vulnerable
all knowing
(sing like you think no one's listening)
you would kill for this
just a little bit
so, sing me something soft
sad and delicate
or loud and out of key
sing me anything
we're glad for what we've got
done with what we've lost
our whole lives laid out right in front of us