Friday, May 7, 2010

7 sides of lame

Oh, I miss everything about you! Your stupid music, your awful dancing, all the times we talked, all the walks we walked, your green eyes, how you were too tall, how you smiled, how you rolled your eyes...
"I just haven't met you yet" (Michael Bu-blahhh)
on occasion i wonder how many chocolate chip cookies i can actually eat. I made so many yesterday and they are all gone. 50% were consumed by me, if not more. I'm not very ashamed, because who is there to impress? who on earth cares?
"home" (Michael Blue-Blay)
Stuck on my little island, wanting nothing more than escape into my room. please, jason and brent, you can be my friends but i don't want to spend every hour with you. just because i don't. It's fun while it lasts. Apparently Eve hates me, small potatoes, who cares? I graduated high school for a reason.

"Save The Last Dance For Me" (Michael Bublé)

obviously there is something wrong with me, since im on a bubbleh fix.
i've a heavy heart.
I'm tired of good-weather california. i miss crappy provo. i want to go back home. home isn't home anymore. i don't care whose feelings it would hurt if they were to read this (pah, no one will read this.. funny how secret being open can be), I don't like being back home. I feel trapped. a heptagon in a world filled with squares

bored, alone, stupid stupid stupid.

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