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| why do i feel bad again... |
| ... i shouldn't be sad or miss a grin. yes, faith and i just now officially broke up again. do what you want, say it, "i told you so, rusty." got an e-mail from her, said she guesses that we're now no longer together cause i like someone else (alicia, who i just tried to get an idea on something out of her, and she doesn't like me like i like her) and that she likes neil. i knew it. gee faith, why couldn't you tell me before when i asked you if you had a crush on him? either way it would hurt, yes, but it hurts even more now. finally let mom and russ in on what's wrong with me since thursday. walked alicia out to her car and the "ultra-cool" stockman zach (like i give a shit if that's how you spell is name) was there beside her car in his, and lynn was talking to her boy she thinks she's found .. Big Head. LYNN'S WITH BIG HEAD ... IM FINE NOW. Just hurts to see two girls you kind of like be with (well, Alicia doesnt like Stockboy) be with the two biggest assholes on the planet? i felt fine about faith until now, i just feel weird and all. i was thinking about something for the site today about just writing up all the names on here of girls i like or that like me for shits and giggles. maybe i won't, tired of offending people for being me. i'm sick and tired, i miss faith. let mr. matthew caws recite "spooky" for me tonight ... |
| do you remember lying on the ground you were smart and spooky we rented a car and left our bands and drove outside the city i remember the view it was the stars and you we thought that this was the one both of our ships had come when i went away you made me a book full of goodnight letters i answered each one and we made plans for when we'd be together but when we wanted more i told you i wasn't sure it started a storm it started a storm you think its all my fault i think its all your fault but we were never so together everywhere we went was everywhere we went some people though we were fighting trying to read each other's writing how do you ressurect straight into a wreck ... |