Monday, September 17, 2007

life what a fucking joke.

i hate always looking for a bright side of things when there really isnt any bright side of things. There's nothing to do in this fucking town and im getting sick of always driving to the same place and always hoping for the best. i dont know why we're fucking friends we never talk we never hangout and when i do try to hangout with her she's assuming that im getting the wrong fucking message. i just wanna hangout have fun and get over being so fucking nervous around her and do something other than just sit on my ass or go to the bar. there's so many things i would like to say just to get them off my chest. i would love to just breakdown and let it all out but i cant, i cant just fucking open up and let it all out even tho i would feel alot better if i did.


Story Of A Lonely Guy

Push it out
fake a smile
Avert disaster
just in time
I need a drink
cause in a while
Worthless answer from friends of mind
It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore
Girls posess me, but they're never mine
I made my entrance, avoided hazards
Checked my engine, I fell behind

I fell behind

She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fucking boy

Remember when I was in the grocery store
now's my time
Lost the words,lost my nerve, lost the girl, left the line
I would wish upon a star, but that star, it doesn't shine
So read my book with a boring ending
A short story of a lonely guy

I fell behind

She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause I'm a fucking boy

She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause i'm still just a stupid worthless boy

Monday, September 10, 2007

another wasted night

im getting sick of not being able to sleep. i would give anything to make these thoughts that are going threw my head stop. maybe getting away for a week will help..... get away from the source of the thoughts hahaha i doubt it. Im sick of waking up everyday and putting a fake smile on my face so no one knows theres something wrong with me. im sick of pretending everything is alright when its not. wish i could change everything that went wrong. im sick of nice guys getting shit on all the fucking time. they dont even get a fucking chance whats wrong with the world these days.

saints and sailors - dashboard confessional

Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
and I'm thinking awful things
and I'm pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartment
is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to break the silence.