January 2010
8 posts
oh, the people
the people that occupy this library are so immature, loud and annoying. perish, little nerds, perish.
8:15, please, please speed to me.
Everyday is a waiting game for me. The clock moves at such a pace that I could cross the world and be back in front of this screen to see no change. I wait for 8:15 so school will start and I will see Dylan for four mere minutes, what a terrible wait, but oh, the prize of waiting, it’s so sweet. Then I wait for 9:50 for I’ll see my love for ten minutes more before I’m waiting...
Like an unknown flower, blooming.
I’ve been trying to figure things out, figure myself out, fix things, fix myself. I want to be as sure and confident as Dylan, like I used to be. He always says he’s going to be famous, he has so many plans coming up soon or coming up in his future that he’s so sure about. I couldn’t be anymore unsure about anything and I only have five more months of high school. I...
I have interest, but unknown talent, probably none... →
“I want to live forever, or die trying.”
– Unknown
And that is how we fixed it all.
I’ll sit and think things through and still can’t stabilize the thought, figure it out after taking it to pieces. I sing to myself when music’s on because I don’t really sing out loud much, or as much as I used to, as much as I’d like to. I can never tell if I’m singing with the music, or if I’m repeating them, copying them. I miss Stormy,or Torie, both of...
“You can be a dead hero or a live coward.”
– Public Enemy