tell me im just bones
ive been reading blogs in these old sites i used to look at ah the past bittersweet what was i thinking it was a subsitiute ive been thinking about don a lot lately sitting in that room is weird not seeing him in that room is weird i really dont know what to do with myself i had it all planned out last night exactly what i was going to say and do and yet again as usual i somehow couldnt find the words when they needed to be said and i took a step backwards home soon thats all i can think about i have oh so much shit to do and do i do it no im sitting here typing in this damned thing bitching about my life and by the time im done writing a paragraph about everything ill go to late night and procrastinate some more because oh i only have one final tomorrow and then two on tuesday plus im sure a meeting with my cursed jewelry teacher ahhh then i have to turn in all my photoshop work an entire semesters worth of work and i am no where near finishing that possibly i can get an extension if i have mostly all finished ugh i dont know sam has to hate my fucking guts and yet somehow i think he understands moreso than most other people teachers and otherwise so yeah study for this oh shit and i have a paper thats due tuesday that was due last thursday but yeah i didnt have it done for that day because im mostly a worthless piece of shit the end.
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