My insides feel like it has been tortured and fucked with for the last time.. I dont think I'll be doing anything over the weekend except homework. The misuse of a nice flower took me over. I didn't know what to think or do. All I can say right this very moment is "I'm sorry". I dont think theres any other word(s) that can replace that right now in my eyes. I had something insightful to say, but I lost it in my train of complete despair. I know you guys know me and how I'm not always so.. down like this, but its just not working. I give the fuck up. No use of trying to be the donkey trying to get the carrot, because life is just the man holding up the carrot on a string on top of me.. weighing me down and getting nowhere, Like the weather, its darkening with chances or light rain, heavy rain, snow, and with a bit of sunshine to fool you later on, just have to wait it out (Yeah, and you thought Ryan was despressing). Today is Valentines day and Friday the 13th, what a combination for me today. getting screwed over and ignored, and bad luck just waiting to get good shot at my face. Math analysis didn't help me either. I just took the fucken test to get it over with.. I think i'm going to struggle in that class. At the same time all the above has happened, I tell myself to move on like a hermit crab after it's shell gets too big for him, its bad to stay in the same cramped place for the rest of my life. I'm just writing down whatever comes to mind right now. I can't think ahead as you all know. I think I should stop this blog right now, so I will. What a depressing Valentine's day.
Wasting the value of a heart over the value of a dollar.
Today I say it really is time for "Death Cab For Cutie" and move on!
Sorry people. I just can't help it anymore.
*actually tear up*
ON THE BRIGHTER SIDE :
haha, Janice actually said it was "cute".

3 comments:
That is the exact reaction of Janice. You're good.
I hate Friday the 13th.
cheer up man, JANICE SAID IT WAS CUTE! and after the quotes, she thought it was funny! :]
ew.
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