I feel like s**t again
That terd monkey was on again and still hasn't talked to me. I knew I should've never gave him a present for his birthday. If I gave him something, I knew he wouldn't talk to me anymore. I feel like a fool for doing that. After we broke up I knew he wouldn't talk to me after that. Even when he promised me that he would still be friends with me and talk to me. Lying f*****t >.<
anyway
Now I'm just sad. I haven't talked to "him" for a long time. I disappointed that my computer doesn't work and I have to come to the library just to check my mail and crap... pathetic... yah i know.
Recently I've been addicted to two songs.... one from The All American Rejects called "It Ends Tonight" and the other song is from Panic! At The Disco called "Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks".
I've been feeling like crap for too long... if you read the last entry I did before this song, you would know 3nodding
ummm.... Yep... I'm just sad.
Yesterday night I made a song out of my poem. Here's how it goes:
"If only I didn't
Come and touch your heart
and maybe you wouldn't fell
the pain
or maybe it wouldn't
break
now it's all my fault
because your heart completes
that song
with only one last
verse
everything was shattered
like glass
easy to look at
and break
and I wish I
could just glue it
back together
but then it wouldn't
be the same song
the same heart..."
eehhh... yah... btw... it's not for the guy I like... I don't write poems for anyone but my enjoyment. I'm not freaky like that >.<... um... i'm not freaky like that period!
 Mari Lambo · Wed Oct 04, 2006 @ 08:22pm · 0 Comments |
