| I Really Can't Help It |
| I really can't. Something possesses me to write down every stupid little thought I have and I can't help it, and because of that, you must suffer. |
| Appearantly, it is hysterical when someone says they sat on meat in a freezer. I really do not find this funny at all, but I guess everyone else thinks its just the funniest thing there ever was. |
| I get really mad sometimes and I just wanna delete this whole thing, this whole webring, and never let anyone back into my life. But I dont, and sometimes I wonder why. |
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| The only thing I really want for Christmas is snow on Christmas Eve, and for everyone to get along. It probly won't happen but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. |
| Swim has got the be the best thing that's happened to me. Okay, one of the best things. It actually forces me to get up off of my lazy ass and do something, and it pushes me to do things that I otherwise would never even think of doing. And the people I swim with are the best ever. They believe in me and make me do that stuff I need to. I love them to death. |
| What do you do when your answer boy doesn't have the answer, and he has no idea how to help you, other than listening to what your saying, partly because no one else will, and partly because he's your best friend. What you're saying falls completely on deaf ears, and no one could care why you're upset, never mind what's upsetting you, and they keep bringing that back into your life, and you want it to go away. And they don't understand and could never fathom how much that thing bothers you, but it won't go away and few people care to listen anymore. |
| Just because you're beautiful doesnt mean you can treat people badly. You can't sit there and talk about how beauty rules all, as if you would know the other side, because you don't. you could never comprehend what its like to be on the other side of the wall. People dont care what you do, and you cant get away with anything, the way you do. Youd hate it, trust me. |
| It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it that you may come across four or five times in life. It understood you just so far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey. [The Great Gatsby] |
| And even if your plane crashes tonight you'll find some way to disappoint me, by not burning in the wreckage or drowning at the bottom of the sea. |
| Sometimes I won't Give in to you You see in a way I have been drifting down a river To nowhere And you've given me nothing But if you're ready to be my everything If you're ready to see it through this time And if you're ready for love then This I will bring But I'm not gonna wait for you forever this time |
| I don't want to choose. I don't want to be put in the position where I would have to choose. I don't want any of this to get all screwed up the way it's headed. I want to keep it the way it is. But at the same time, I wish I could look ahead a see whats going to happen, and see what would happen if I did make a decision. I don't even know if what I'm stuck on is the truth, yet I'm still stuck trying to decide what to do without telling anyone. Telling someone would only mess thigns up more. Only they don't know its messed up yet, and I'm not so sure I'm going to tell them. I'm not so sure I'm going to tell anyone. So I have to decide by myself, and everyone will attack me for it, but I know I need to make the decision with only myself and my own well-being and future in mind. Except I don't know how to do that. I only do things for other people, not myself. And I'm scared of the outcome for myself and everyone involved. I can't make the wrong decision. I'm scared. |
| 6.1.04 |
| I don't know why they fall for you so much. Thats is one thing that drives me up the fucking wall. You treat people like shit and expect them to hand you the world on a silver platter. It doesnt work that way. You hurt people and shit lame excuses out, and Im sick of it. Im sick of people catering to your every whim, because guess what? Thats life bitch, deal with it. |
| The condom is the glass slipper of our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger, you dance all night, then you throw it away... The condom, I mean, not the stranger. [Fightclub] |
| Hiding I need to inhale your scent Of leather and sleep- Oxygen is overrated. I need to tousle your hair And watch it sway Boyishly, hypnotically. I need to kiss your lips, Just once, to remember Your sweet-sticky taste. I need to look into your eyes, Clouded, bloodshot, And brimming with honesty. I need to feel your skin- It proves your youth It proves your wisdom. Where you are hiding? A forest? A cave? A crevice? I need you. |
| You scream louder than fiction, and you get down on your knees, and tear open your heart so i can love you and your disease, you lick the hand that feeds you and kiss the blade that cuts, i want to touch you in your gods hand when your praying bites the dust |
| Weep. Don't fucking weep. Your weak eyes cry tears of the week. Weep. Catch up with the sheep. It's a sacrilegious ceremony. |
| It's okay to be angry and never let go It only gets harder the more that you know When you get lonely if no one's around You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down We came together but you left alone And I know how it feels to walk out on your own Maybe someday I will see you again And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend |
| I've been walking around all day thinking I think I have a problem, I think I think too much I've been taught to hold back my tears and avoid them but you've made pain into something I could touch I've been walking around all day laughing Think I'd be better off without you here And I bet you're sweet and hard to get over So I'll cry and people will stop and stare Now that's ok, let them stop and stare Cause I am fragile I am hopeless I'm not perfect But I am free I've been walking around all day waiting And waiting is all I seem to do Cause I never get it unless I'm fed it But this time I'll just have to Yeah, this time I'll just have to Say you're not around, am I finished? If you're not around that's too bad Hope you're safe and sound, not alone now Cause you know I believe in you Cause I'm fragile I am hopeless I'm not perfect But I am free |
| I hope you can forgive me for that time when I put my hand between your legs and said it was small, cause it`s really not at all. I guess there`s just a part of me that likes to bring you down just to keep you around, Cause the day you realize how amaizing you are, you`re gonna leave me! And you are the only one who, holds my hair back when I`m drunk and get sick And you are the only one who Knows exactly what I need |