| I love you more than my refrigerators automatic defroster
I love you the most of all madom foster |
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| hmm new post
I really don't know what to write about. I haven't really done shit. I could tell you about all the beer I have been drinking, and how wasted I've been but I know the fact that I like to self medicate with alcohol isn't really that interesting; <i'm sad^ well yeah I have nothing to talk about.
My house is weird. My brother, and my sister are both to quite. I feel like screaming to break the silence but I guess I"ll just sit here and add to the silence. you know that feeling?... we should be talking about something.
Will my number come up eventually? Like Love is some kind of lottery,
where you can scratch and see what is underneath. It's Sorry,
just one cherry, Play Again. |
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| I've got dye in my hair
And fire in my soul
With a hole in my heart
I think I'm turning emo
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| Hello I haven't been on this john in ages, but now I need to vent and this xanga thing seems to be good for that. I mean a lot of times I just write in here and don't even submit. I think this will be one of those times.
so here I go
I don't feel right. I feel like I don't belong here at all. every step I take is an awkward one, every second I just second guess myself, and my need to be anywhere. I don't think there is a right place for me anymore. I don't feel safe. I don't feel loved. I don't feel useful. I don't feel anything. I cant think at all. My head is just full of so much nothing that it hurts to do anything. I wish I could think strait. all I now is I love everyone who spent time with me even though I'm not really a good person to spend time with. I have to go to work.
Danny |
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