as i've said, thousand times before, life sucks.
you are singing a song, its where u hav to sing a note once every 1/12 of a bar. watever it is, it is partially my fault that its off beat, but thats not all, i get my note from u both, damn it, sing it properly, im tired of putting a smile on and convincing mysself that its my fault, when it isnt totally!
screw, life sucks. If u dont stand up and stand out, u get drastically overshadowed.
i dunno why im typing all these nonsensical rantiings, but sometimes, life sucks so much u cant really understand, why why why?
ok i'll keep this a little more, cauz i have to say this, but then, i guess i really hav to, since its been here, rolling abt the bottom of my heart. jumping here and dere, whenever i see...
you. im sure u noe, abt how i feel, i almost see you everyday, a slow crawl over a long way. you noe that we cant really talk, cauz we both noe abt wat im writing here. u said that he was waiting, u said that u were sorry, and then, wat abt me? as long as he had been waiting, so have i. Are u sorry? dont be.cauz its my fault, anyone will be displease that i've held on so long, and havent been making my move, but u noe me, u noe that im not getting into anything untill im at least done with my A's, or a IB diploma... i cant make my move, cauz it just wont be good, it wont turn out well. it wouldnt.
someone who reads this might think.
watever, signing off, a totally capped up person
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