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current | archives | profile | rings | email | gbook | host I only wish sometimes I felt alright... Left school at 1 o'clock today and went to DJ's house. We ate lunch and then sat around and watched some more of American History X... I sang for him then, and then at the end of the afternoon, flipped moods and grabbed his knife off his floor and tried to cut with it, but he grabbed my wrists and struggled and fought with me and finally got ahold of the knife and threw it across the room and so I got up and ran out of his house, fighting back sobs partly because he wouldn't let me cut and partly because he hurt my wrist when he grabbed it. I almost got in a wreck at 30th and Mithoeffer- I was behind a bus and the light turned red as I went to turn left but I had to go because I was in the middle of the intersection...but the cars that had the green light were starting to go and as I turned left, a car going in the opposite direction went to turn left... Now I hate myself for getting upset over anything, and endangering my life and those around me by my foolish emotions. **************************************** Last night it came as a picture with a good reason, a warning sign. This place is void of all pasion as you can imagine, its easy if you try. Belive me, I failed this effort, i wrote a reminder this wasnt a vision. This time where are you Houston, is somebody out there, will somebody listen. Should I go back, should I go back, should I. I feel alone and tired. Should I go back, should I go, should I. I hope I wont forget you. My head is made up of memories, most of them useless delusions. This room is bored of rehearsal and sick of the boundries, I miss you so much. Should I go back, should I go back, should I. I feel alone and tired. Should I go back, should I go back, should I. This time I dont want to. Should I go back, should I go back, should I. I feel alone and tired. Should I go back, should I go back, should I. I hope I wont forget you... |
