why dont we do it in the road?
-seriously, i mean why the hell no
t?
Lets just go out there and do it in the god damned fucking road.
Right on those little white stripes, theyre too straight anyway, lets make em wavy.
I think that i'm a really angry person, and that sometimes that maybe seeps into my sex life, which makes me come to the conclusion tha
t not only do
i wanna do i tin the road but i wanna do it s l o w l y in the road, so the cars can se what a beauty my body can be, not just a blur of how quic
k i can
go.
why so seri
ous?
Seriously, lately i have felt the tension of everday like th
ere is some huge weight on my shoulders. My father is missing, I want to sucker punch politicians and junior sluts, i cannot throw a frisbee to save my life, and i am currently realizing that three really is a crowd.
I somehow seem to always be the crowd.
I'm done writing this blog to cater to the readers, im now catering to myself. Finally.
I am sick of being they third, i want to be the second, or if i dare the first.
NO matter how hard i try, to mke everyone happen an
d fight peoples battles as to not see a single tear be shed by those i love, somehow its me that gets the surpluss of them.
I have known them since 6th grade....well thats too bad because they have known eachother since the FETUS.
No problem, i feel no need to compete, i know where i stand, loved.. right?
mmm it brings a shattering breaking unexplainable shudder when i think about what would happen if they had to chose one another over me
... the answer readers as you may know is
CRYSTAL
take this as you may, i cannot fill shoes of witty
gay best friend, or poetic breakable friend, and never mind ivy-leaugue headed genius, how about fr
eckled beauty who is too sweet to realize how amazing she is.. it feels good to stop trying to be witty and wry and just actually say what I THINK. so here it is:
i wish someone would want alone time with Me, a date, private lunch, or just somehow im always with that person. Its not like i would mind usually, but its just sooo utterly exhausting feeling insignificant.
slideshow:check.
Information nobody wants to hear: check
Feel amazing about finally saying something about it: yes, oh god, yes.
{so readers i know its not what you wanted, but this ones for me, so really... suck it up, i need
" a little help from my friends"
right now, thebeatles are doing that for me.
goodnight readers
[friends]
i love you.
[but tonight,finally i love me more]
tomorrow it will be all about you
[i promise]
1 comment:
This is hurtful but I know it was for you.
I'm sorry you still feel this way even though I have told you more times than I can imagine that it is not true.
It boggles me how I have spent more time with you and only you in the past four months than any one else and that goes completely unoticed.
I feel that I have the right to say that I am not only my hobbies. Some are not just their test scores. Others, not their sexuality or lack of self esteem.
Again, I am so sorry that I make you feel like this, It made me cry to think that everything I try to do isn't enough.
I love you and remember, we cannot change our pasts but you can react differently to the future.
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