My birthday's in less than two weeks.
Sick of trying to find a way inside
Sick and tired of all the after
Sick of trying to find a way to slide
Even though it always ends in laughter
It's never hard to tell when things are done
She looked into my eyes and a voice said 'run'
She says that I'm a mess but it's alright
Whether its 2 weeks, 2 years or just tonight.
I don't want to think so much, it get's rather tiresome. Fucking brain. Since my birthday's getting closer that means school is as well. I'm curious as to how this year's going to go. Junior. Yikes. not really. School's never really intimidated me. Nothing really intimidates me, maybe that's my problem. Tonight I found out that one of my good friends and his girlfriend who is also one of my good friends both think that I like him. Fun shit, let me tell you. I don't like him at all. And it's kind of a stupid assumption considering he knows as much about me as he does. Anyways, That's a good song. Red Flags and Long Nights, She Wants Revenge. I'm no longer missing November. I'm no longer missing much at all. But Ive been thinking (shocker!) and im sort fucked on the relationship front. Not because No one wants me, just. "its not that its my fault its just my style." This year's going to be fun. My cynic side's teaming up with other channel's of my brain. "And a voice said RUN." I got to see my friend's nipples today. She's got em pierced. Me and some other girls went into the bathroom at Denny's before we got kicked out for table hopping. Amy is so much better than Ian, wow. I know the manager's at Denny's. Sad? -Into the night.
I've had that pink candle for so long. This picture's actually about a year and a half old, taken when I first moved into my brother's room.
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