The Black Kids are fucking amazing. I listen to their new cd a lot...like constantly for the past week. School starts back tomorrow. I'm in a "pseudo" relationship with a boy just like me, but oh-so different and its the best time I've ever had with anyone.
It seems like this December has been particularly peculiar/shitty for everyone. Not that I would know since I haven't REALLY talked to anyone this entire month. Maybe that's why I have this lost, disoriented feeling
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Man...I'm not good at communicating important things like "I'm unhappy" or "You drain what little life I have out of me." Oh December, you might feel lonely if it weren't 80 degrees and I didn't have a guinea pig to love on. Sigh. I just want to be in love again. Oh well. Maybe next time.
I just wish I had more faith in the decisions I've made.
I hate how I always say, "We can still be friends." When I know that it's a lie. We can't still be friends because I'm too immature to handle the situation. Seeing your face just makes me sad, or uncomfortable, or guilty, or angry. No, we can't still be friends. Ever, ever again. Not until I grow up. Yeah...we will never, ever be friends again.
I've got nothing to give you, you see except everything, everything, everything, everything All the good And the bad Cause I've been bad I've lied, cheated, stolen, and been ungrateful for what I had And I'm afraid habits rule my waking life I'm scared And I'm running in my sleep
Cue all the confusion and depression that colder weather brings...
I need to find my people. Like, in high school, I totally had "my people" that were basically just like me. Then I got to college, expanded my social net and started hanging out with bunches of people...but now I'm realizing more and more- these aren't my people.
I'm alive, drunk at the beach, but alone. Like...man...I dunno. I've just been feeling weird lately. Tripps is pretty slack, but fun. And I make pretty good money
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