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Cynema (periish_) wrote,
@ 2003-11-10 10:09:00
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    Current mood: apathetic
    Current music:Vertical Horizon You're a God

    I've got to be honest
    I think you know
    We're covered in lies and that's OK
    There's somewhere beyond this I know
    But I hope I can find the words to say

    Never again no
    No never again

    Chorus:
    'Cause you're a god
    And I am not
    And I just thought
    That you would know
    You're a god
    And I am not
    And I just thought
    I'd let you go

    But I've been unable
    To put you down
    I'm still learning things I ought to know by now
    It's under the table so
    I need something more to show somehow

    Never again no
    No never again

    Chorus

    I've got to be honest
    I think you know
    We're covered in lies and that's OK
    There's somewhere beyond this I know
    But I hope I can find the words to say
    Never again no
    No never again




    i miss someone.
    i miss his voice.
    i miss his laugh.
    i miss how we talk.
    i miss the love in my heart that has now been replaced by aching.
    i miss his kisses.
    i miss his moans.
    i miss his sighs.
    i miss him.

    I never thought that I would fuck up something that good, but I've realized that I never thought I could fuck up a lot of things that I have fucked up.

    My birthday was okay, the concert was awesome except for the guys trying to pick me and my friend up. I think I almost hurled on one of them.

    I cried on my birthday. I don't know why. I didn't want to talk or see anyone. I just laid in my room and cried about stupid things. Things that I don't have control over and things that I do have control over. I don't think that anyone could have assuaged me either. Katelyn and her boyfriend came over late that night and tried to get me to go to some party that they had been planning. After a while, they told me about how it was a surprise party, and that I really needed to go. I know I pissed her off when I just wouldn't go, but I couldn't go in the condition that I was in. I don't think anyone should bother anyone when they are in that bad of a mood where you say happy birthday and they burst into tears.

    I bought a Smile Empty Soul tee-shirt and a Slumber Party tee this weekend. There were these jeans that I wanted to buy, but then I wanted this old Who album so I went and bought that instead.

    Jimmy came over on my birthday, too, but we just watched Finding Nemo and ate pizza and laughed. He's becoming my new best friend, and that's awesome because my other best friends have boyfriends. Jimmy doesn't have a boyfriend...haha, nor would he have one since he's straight. But seriously, we had a good time, and I think he's starting to like me or something or he does like me or maybe I'm just being a stupid girl. I don't want him to like me though. My mind is too muddled for it. When Megan and I went to the concert, all of these old guys were like rubbing up on us, and we were like, uh, get off. I mean they were probably like 22, but they looked so old and drunk it was bad. There were a couple hotties, but I gave off the 'i have a boyfriend' vibe because I still don't know where things are with Eddie. I probably shouldn't even worry about it.

    Who knows....

    Ummmmm, I don't have anything else to say besides the fact that I need to get started on my paper.



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