someday i will drive...and drive and drive and drive away from all of this, and everyone.
ummm alright. last night i was finally safe and sound in my own house, my own bed...very happy. and i was just thinking to myself how i was happy and nothing bothered me. but it took me forever to fall asleep, and then i get a text message from billy saying that everyone is trashed and he didnt know what to do and all this shit so i told him to go home, and that he wasn't there to babysit anyone. so i called him and we talked and he told me all this shit that i was not too happy about, so i got off the phone and then i got a stomach ache and couldn't fall asleep and i spent my entire night worrying about what's happening to me and my friends, and what am i going to do if everyone starts drinking and doing stupid shit, because i don't plan on doing anything. it drove me insane. i dont know, i just dont see the point in making an ass out of yourself in front of people...half of the people who dont even know you. im such a fucking grandma i hate myself.
so i woke up and went downstairs and talked to my parents about it and my dad's all telling me how he drank for 6 years, and he went and told me a story about some girl that used to go to his school, and he said she was just like me, and let everyone's problems get to her. and one day she got so depressed that she got drunk and smashed her car on purpose and killed herself. what an inspirational story, dad.
iiiiiiii dont know. my nose is stuffy, i dont like that.
i dont like it when JUICE wears tights.
It's a horrible combination JUICE wearing tights!
is all i think of. goodbye.
Basically the entire CD by THE SLEEPING describes everything right now...but i listen to this song on repeat:
It's cold tonight.
The silver poles, like icicles
stuck to our skin
and won't let go.
And these seats alone
might as well be covered with a foot of snow
because getting up seems so difficult.
AS sad as it seems to me
just sitting down, witnessing a
silence come back.
Why can't everything be alright?
To get away, run.
With these walls so dark
And I am calling out.
Reactions, through airwaves,
stronger, silence.
The anger swarming, a sickness, a fault,
never again will i try.
To see through the faults
of hopeless lives failing to shine.
Single file lines leading
to nowhere.
Falling like flies landing in
an order.
But without this
The world wouldn't turn.
so i woke up and went downstairs and talked to my parents about it and my dad's all telling me how he drank for 6 years, and he went and told me a story about some girl that used to go to his school, and he said she was just like me, and let everyone's problems get to her. and one day she got so depressed that she got drunk and smashed her car on purpose and killed herself. what an inspirational story, dad.
iiiiiiii dont know. my nose is stuffy, i dont like that.
i dont like it when JUICE wears tights.
It's a horrible combination JUICE wearing tights!
is all i think of. goodbye.
Basically the entire CD by THE SLEEPING describes everything right now...but i listen to this song on repeat:
It's cold tonight.
The silver poles, like icicles
stuck to our skin
and won't let go.
And these seats alone
might as well be covered with a foot of snow
because getting up seems so difficult.
AS sad as it seems to me
just sitting down, witnessing a
silence come back.
Why can't everything be alright?
To get away, run.
With these walls so dark
And I am calling out.
Reactions, through airwaves,
stronger, silence.
The anger swarming, a sickness, a fault,
never again will i try.
To see through the faults
of hopeless lives failing to shine.
Single file lines leading
to nowhere.
Falling like flies landing in
an order.
But without this
The world wouldn't turn.