And

so she said “Daddy, i don’t never want to drown in my own sorrowful past”

And so he said “Just Live. Please, just live”

Past week

Has been a bit bland.

School is the usual over-panicked environment it usually is.
The only thing bother me is the constant change if CODE92

And the fact I don’t see him at all

It’s amazing

How listening to one song will determine my attitude towards people

=/

The past week has been retarded.

I have some new friends, but my old friends are jealous. WHY?! I can’t stay friends with people who I’ve trusted so long, can’t trust me at all. I’m bittersweet about the whole situation, but I’ll have forgotten it by the new week.

In other news it sucks being at such a young age in the States, I wish I was legal

JumbleMess

1you don’t deserve the friends you have

2you are halfway a good person, but the bad part about you knocks out the good

3we will bring you down

4and laugh

5you brainwash, and I’m over you

ohand, Maggie and Garth are offering such nice things, a fucking week off school wont hurt his chances if he’s good enough. your just jealous Lindy got the better life and you are just a lazy whore who couldn’t get anywhere without dad’s fucking deal with you, mother. I’ve hated you since day one, I’ve pitied you since day two, and I’ve come to reasonability for about 5 minutes a day, then it’s gone.

He left

For the rest of my time here

Ghost Malfunction

In the reflection theres this girl, with the saddest memories, who can’t quite hold on to the much more pleasing ones. Nobody asks her personally what’s wrong, which is more than fine, since she’s locked up like a bitch.

But there’s still a dying wish for a friend, who she just can’t quite maintain, she remains quiet.

Was my soul and body detached after the accident?

I have this theory

This theory I assume, only after you have to experience something on the sidelines. Until then, it will make no sense. Here:

Delima; A boy likes a lady, he is quiet about it. He has four friends, one of which he has strong feelings for. This boy does not tell this lady, the lady does not notice. All five are friends. A few months later, the boy tells the lady. The five of the group don’t always talk, but are now aware of the lady and the boy. They flirt, they flirt constantly in every which way. Now, how many friends are left after this occurance?

NONE.

A wise man once shouted at me, once you let your feelings out it will never be the same. From that point onward every relationship corrupts into ash.

And I sure do hate losing a friendship to some perposturous teenage love

How

can you just let him suffer while you have ‘fun’?

You need to be fucking mature for once, instead of the scared baby you always are. Tell him, or I will, I care about him, and even though you say you do, I’m sure your only in on it for the easiness of it all. You were disgusted of the thought of going out with him, but now all you want is a boyfriend and your using him, just like he’s using you. It’s humorous how blind both of  you are

Smiles

I love talkative boys i barely know,

I must be a stripper.

AfterPost

And I will not go out with him, or take him to homecoming. I’ve met the guy two days ago, you’re fucking moronic