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| Current music: | "Live Those Songs" by Kenny Chesney |
Funny how the only thing I feel like saying is "blah"
Today was supposed to be my appt. for my depression/sleeping problem. What bullshit. I refused to go. *stupid people* Why can't my mother realize that in our household, it's always better to be alseep than knee-deep in shit and awake?
You know how I avoided the appt.? I slept. Or at least pretended to. Which only furthered their beliefs that I have a seriously sleeping problem. They are so stupid, I almost want to laugh in their faces. *almost*
Looking at recent picture of Lisa, I think she had botox. Her face looks very stiff and weird. Doesn't she know she's pretty without it? She's one of those lucky people with pretty parents. Damn her.
My brother came in. Aw, he's so cute. I love him so much.
Kathy, since I am not in Florida with all my friends, is inviting me to "go to Florida" with her. That means she wants me to come down to her house and watch the videotapes of when we went when I was 6 years old. Which also means I get to watch them torture me and trick me and stuff. I swear they are more like annoying big sisters than aunts.
I was in one of those moods so I wrote a song that I call a "really-need-to-get-this-crap-out-from-inside-of-me-and-i-don't-care-if-it-don't-rhyme-or-sound-pretty" song. I'm too lazy to think of a title.
Here ya go:
how can one hate
the one they love
just for not caring
or knowing you're alive
the way you can hate
yourself for their lack of attention
and disrespect yourself
just so they can see you
how can i hate you
when you don't know me
nor do i know you?
Ah, it's a piece of crap. But I felt you were worthy enough to read it.
(Yes, that was a diss)
Sorry. (hehe). "Seeyah layer Awigayers. In a why crododyles."
In case you did not know, That is Sky-Speak.
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