January 2010
Lower the drinking age to 18! (and i dont mean so... →
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take a shower
clear my head.
rock me mama like a wagon wheel rock me mama any way you feel hey mama rock me
let the water pour over my head
let the heat envelop me
clear my mind clear clear clear my mind of everything
rock me mama like the wind and the rain rock me mama like a southbound train hey mama rock me
soothing
water.
Im an asshole
because every single time you open your mouth
i think you are an idiot
and that is wrong of me
but really
it isnt
because you are
and i have a right to my opinion
because you have no manners
and because you are an idiot.
and then i remember
i am an asshole
then
i dont care anymore.
God i wish i had money for shoes.
i would buy all of these. spend all my fucking money on shoes. because even though diamonds are forever. i fucking love shoes.
http://www.tomsshoes.com/ProductDetails.aspx?CategoryID=7&productID=393#pageTop
http://www.tomsshoes.com/ProductDetails.aspx?CategoryID=7&productID=372#pageTop
http://www.tomsshoes.com/ProductDetails.aspx?CategoryID=7&productID=397#pageTop
...
I would like these. oh money you surly bitch you →
everyday
its idiots
ridiculously hard breathing
the want to slap you and say
blow your nose
you arent 6.
but i dont
because thats rude
and even though you are
i am not
now
it is off to class
where i can meet more idiots
like yourself.
i love
a man in uniform
yes yes i do
and often times
i want to go
Donny Donowitz on someone’s head.
I would bash someone’s fucking head in
then
take your uniform off
with my teeth
oh yes i would.
gotta love
that bear jew
because
i love
a man in uniform
Slow down… this is bat country.
a letter.
To whom it may concern,
everyday, you do something
dumb
loud
now for instance,
it sounds like you are
dragging chains and marbles across the
fucking floor boards and
i am ready to snap.
between you
and the loud, dumb, disgusting
shit i have to put up with
daily in here
i do not need your
ever present
always louder
noise in here
To whom it may concern.
learn some manners,
and...
im so tired
im so tired
and im so tired of feeling sick
to the point where
im worried that something
just something
may actually be wrong
but
im just so tired
thoughts thoughts thoughts
as if i wasnt already lonely enough lately i keep thinking of you and how it will be when you move away and make new friends and you forget about little old me and how we used to do stupid crap in your sun room
and your mom knew about all of it so instead of thinking and continuing to depress my self i will watch south park
and do laundry
and get on with my life because i am lonely and i miss...
i really
think you are idiots so i will listen to music that will drown you out mindless self indulgence. so turn your shit down. because i can always be louder.
a hint of nostalgia
i remember when i was a sophmore and you were a junior and we went to colorado for school and i thought you were cute then we had that stupid leadership group and you smashed a board and i showed up to sell shirts and see you play because you were the best i must admit i hadnt thought of you until now seeing pictures of you in uniform i still think you are cute
but not as much as i used to
so i...
gender is not an excuse.
to be nosey to be a bitch to do anything.
we talk about others to ease the pain of our own pitiful existence but somehow
if i stopped to focus more on others i would disappear i would just float off just end up gone too busy to think about myself
because i am a girl
and my gender is no excuse.
a mess
waking up is painful my stomach is in knots my mobile phone is destroyed. as i leave i stumble to find my slippers. when i come back in the air is so thick i choke the rank odor of the 2 things sleep and people its nauseating. all i can do is say god… its stuffy in here and open the window
so that maybe, just maybe the room will clear. my mind will clear.
math may not be an option...
listen
to music
to your friends
to yourself
but just remember
dont loose your mind
and dont over react
and dont be overly critical
just fucking listen
prehistoric
when does basic instinct go out the window and we rely only on technology and others?
when we dont drink water when we dont blow our noses when we just complain what ever happened to the days when people were thankful but i suppose a failing economy and the rise in technology has let us be lazy and get rid of old human instinict
completely.... everything
i am completely drained unmotivated depressed pessimistic annoyed sick feeling unwanted everything and yet i am also hopeful optimistic yet the rain outside mirrors my mood its cold wet tired and yet all i am is drained oh and its not even the first day back but i know this semester is going to be a good one i just hope you decide how much you mean to me and how much i mean to you because so...
“A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the...”
– I think i need to start following this more….
hear the thunder?
they say lightning never strikes twice in the same place i sure hope not because i am feeling optimistic. about everything well almost. because lightning never strikes twice in the same place so i will not be struck down i will succeed. its amazing how 2 simple things i have heard before can strike so deep because i am loved. and optimistic so tell me? can you hear the thunder?
fear begins
and so i have to pack
its amazing how my stuff has spread
and how i dont want to find it
i am tired of being here.
but i do not want to leave you here
its cold
and i want to curl up with you
watch its always sunny
and talk about everything
because what good is a 600 dollar camera with out the battery?
because i am afraid of the future.
afraid of you growing up
finding someone better...
fuck me right!?
Its odd
when your parents try and force you out. everyone says that your parents miss you mine dont its odd when your house is no longer a home when you are forced to throw out all of your things so the room you have lived in for 18 odd years can be a guest room fuck me
shut up
im sick of everyone always talking
always making noise
always always always
just trying to one up eachother
i will not try anymore
i am going to sit back
because yes, i like attention,
but i am not willing to fight anymore.
so i am going to sit back
and shut the fuck up
like everyone else should do.
ra ra ah ah ah
roma ro ma ma because thats all it is is a catchy tune that i sing and think about you and how im creepin and just thinking. but i guess the situation is that someone is always too old. or too young. but i like you… and i mean there is no where else to go so i will creep.. and think about lady gaga and how i hate how pretentious she is but how i like her catchy songs and how her...
you can call if you want but there's no one home...
Listening to Lady Gaga. Make photo booth movies of my cat. Wanting to see people i can’t… Wishing i knew what people were talking about.
Lately I have been so caught up in what others think… of me of my friends but now i dont really give a shit.
how is it possible to be tired of someone you never see? to just want them to shut the hell up and you havent heard their voice for...
so so so
coffee
and coffee
and coffee
i love it
getting to know the people
sitting here with friends
talking about events and happenings.
and coffee
coffee coffee coffee
so so so ready for everything
I dont know.
I have no idea what the future holds. Its crap because i think if i have to pay to get a god damn education there should be something im interested in… maybe film. maybe photography. I dont even know. I do know that i want someone to be close to. a relationship. not just friends. I have bad romance stuck in my head…. it fits. oh how it fucking fits.
i have come to see
that this town is pretty that i will always have to take the time here with a grain of salt. that i am awkward that i should make resolutions that pessimism isnt always the answer. That i hardly follow my own adive
that i am going to live FOR ME!
fuck it.