ohhh....
I feel so sick....ewwww. Bed all day tomorrow. or couch. Yea. Couch sounds perty good.
Send me flowers.
Don't wish. Don't start. Wishing only wounds the heart ; 3:28 AM
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I made this. And I got the idea from David. 'Cept mine is so much better.
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This is the one David made. The swirly style background is something I made though. He stole it.
Oh yeah.
Edit: Why do you have to play games with my head? This isn't something to joke about.
I wish.
Take one.
Well, no word from the possible new place of work.
fuck.
I'll call in the morning.
"To think I might not see those eyes. Makes it so hard not to cry. As we say our long goodbye." -Band from below
Take two.
He's gonna be gone for good. Which is good.
"Light up, Light up. As if you have a choice. Even if you cannot hear my voice. I'll be right beside you dear." -Some band writes/sings this song. Maybe it's Snow Patrol. Don't know. Don't care.
Take three.
I want this guy. I want him badly. But I can't have him, no matter how hard I try. Or don't try. (P.S. I've never dated him before, so don't think it's you.)
"Louder Louder, and we'll run for our lives." -That same band.
Take four.
I think I'm losing a really close friend. All because of a girl. Yes it's a guy that is the friend. Who to turn to?
"I can barely look at you." -Band from above
Take five.
18's not so far away anymore. 5 days.
"I can understand. Why can't you raise your voice to say...." -Band continues
Take six.
I'm fucked over and alone. Won't you come save me?
God! I have some great fucking friends.
I think I'd rather go emo: Slit my wrists and black my eyes.
fuck you.
This is an official notice. I will not have anymore games wrought upon me. I am sick of wondering. I am retreating back from people for about a week, save for Marie. Since she is in fact female, and can play no mind games, or play with my emotions, unintentional acts count as well.
Give me till friday. Then I should be fine.
I am now the proud owner of the midnight edition of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
WHAT NOW!?
Anywho, off to read it now.
I bet in 4 days I will be finished, 3 at the least.
Completely
DISREGARD my last post. Cause it's deleted. Forget you saw it. Forget it existed.
I'm just stuck in a rut.
FUCK.
On the bright side, new blog layout comming soon (as in today). YAY!
I can't win with this family. Or people for that matter.
But I'm not sure.
I can't be with [him].
But I can't get [him] out of my head.
Awww...Fuck me.
To each his own I guess. (Though that has nothing to do with the post. Or maybe it does.)
It's something wrong that feels so right...
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