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yeah, from the title [and the pic i just posted] you can probably tell i'm listening to all hail the heartbreaker...again.
*sigh* i don't know why but i'm not feeling like me. i feel kind of let down..like when you put in a lot of effort on a project and you end up getting a 71%. or when someone gets your hopes up about something small but slightly important. or when you're counting on yourself to do something that'll make you really happy and you forget... or even hearing that you got a package, so you get all excited, but it turns out it's not for you, it's mail for your sister. not shocked, not overly angry, but let down, with a little bit of a bitter taste in your mouth.
unfortunately i'm not sure why. neutral like that emoticon. it's not sad or angry, but just not happy. kinda neutral.
it may be that this weekend a lot of my friends are all sleeping over at colson's house for her party. or maybe it's the fact i've been doing 50 sit-ups a day + walking my dog for 3 weeks and i've yet to see any improvements.
then again it could also be the fact i have no one to talk to. not even my mom. *sigh* lonely basement, in the dark, no one online [and even if they were i doubt i'd be too receptive.] but still. *sigh*
and i let you get the best of me, cause there's nothing else that i do well, i'll be the giver and you'll be that taker, i guess that's how this one's gonna go, i'll be the giver and you'll be that taker, you've got me down on my knees and i proclaim all hail the heartbreaker.
*sigh*..random lyrics. i'm starting to think about stuff.. not really anything above others, but just stuff.
hmm...i think i'm tired. tired of trying that is... i mean i go through all this s**t just to be able to do stuff and what do i get out of it? it takes time to plan, i'm completely stressed out before and after, and i get no appreciation. if for once i could just hear a "thanks babe." for the planning, stress and possibility of getting yelled at, or in a shitload of trouble for what i did. i guess it'd be worth it... more. But for now..i guess it's great, i'm just tired.
sorry..
Pixies tugging at your hair...pixies tugging at your..hair.... your picture in my hand, i am at the mercy of your photograph, the halo above your head has set ablaze the heavens my angel, it's 6am and i am sneaking out your back door, a good night kiss and i am stumbling to my car.. ..and with you i'm truly in my element, my element with you..
then again what do i know? as i said, i don't feel like myself today. *sigh* not me at all.
..and by the way, nest person to mention the l-word [l*ve] gets punched in the face. hard.
.!conoclast. · Fri Apr 28, 2006 @ 12:28am · 1 Comments |
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