I really want to rant rant rant all about/too one person. but then again i don't. but i probably will anyway, like now...
you wanna know why? really, really why? it's because i love you. i really do. how could i not? it doesn't just go away. i tried waiting on it to go away. it doesn't. and before at least i had the option to talk to you. now i can't even do that. when you said you "never wanted to talk to me again." that one day. it was like the end of everything. and now it's like you've said it again. this time, you aren't in a rage, or anything; your you and that's your decision. theres nothing i can do about it but yeah. i absolutely hate grease. i was only doing it for you, and now mr riddle wont let me quit. so i have to sit in their with you right across the room for 2 hours. and i can't talk to you. much less look at you. it's still so hard to be at school and pay attention to anything. it's ridiculous. most of the time i have my head down and am thinking of you, or something to do with you. completely insane. fuck. i just want to go insane and have people spoon feed me the rest of my life. and i'm glad i found marijuana. it makes me a lot happier when i smoke and how everything melts away. it's freaking great. <2+1
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im sorry. for all you have to go through all the time. i know what it's like to feel frustrated. i just wish you would have left that last part out. :[
ReplyDeletei write things about you sometimes...but you wouldnt know they were about you i dont think.