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standing on the edge of morning
scent of sex and new found glory
playing as she's pulling back her hair
she drives away
she's feeling worthless
used again but nothing's different
she'd stay the night
but knows he doesn't care
home by three
deafening quiet
the porch light's off
yes they forgot it
she'd cry herself to sleep
but she don't dare
and she wants to be a model
she wants to hear she's beautiful
she's beautiful
hey whats up.. no new entries for a while i musta forgot. nothing much new lately to write
about anyway. today was alright went to guitar lessons then got my hair cut - Xtremly short..
shopping spree at the mall.. fun stuff i guess. for the first time ever shopping did not make
me feel any better. akward eh... umm im nervous. monday will be.. fun.. but weird kind of.
and im nervous. tomorrow is easter. happy easter to every one. umm my heart is racing.
i hate what im doing. but i cant say no.
I AM 63% EMO!  Well.. I've made the cut! Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater. |
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