Mood: Apathetic?
Song: Can't Be Saved (Acoustic); Senses Fail
Hmmm.
Now where oh where did my inspiration run off to?
I've gone and lost it again.
I wonder if it ran off with you.
Possibly.
******** I need to make Winode those CDs.
********.
I'll do it in a second.
After my bitchy journal.
So yeah.
******** this.
How do you handle this?
I mean really.
Its like I just keep remembering our inside jokes.
Like really really old ones.
Like when we made the joke about the backseat of the car.
And that video tape we were gonna send to Zeo.
Ha ha ha...
And Doop.
Ogod...
******** you.
I just want to talk to you and be best friends again.
But that won't happen will it?
This cycle will just repeat itself won't it...?
I feel like..
This is some cruel joke.
Like I should have been born where you live.
Or vice versa.
Cuz we're like the best best best of buddies and stuff.
But noooo.
All this drama and milez.
Has to separate us.
Like a boss.
8l
Life's such a bore fest without you here.
Its like.
I mean.
I like talking to everyone else.
But you were excitingggg.
I guess..?
GGGFFGFG.
PISSES ME OFF.
Cuz I can not describe it!
When I try it sounds all wrong.
Like when a writer writes their thoughts
and they keep crumpling up the paper
and tossing it away.
Like that.
And I freely admit
That I have some issues talk2hand
Bahaha.
But I won't tell on my journal.
Its not really your business.
Unless I want to tell you.
Kay?
Bye.
Song: Can't Be Saved (Acoustic); Senses Fail
Hmmm.
Now where oh where did my inspiration run off to?
I've gone and lost it again.
I wonder if it ran off with you.
Possibly.
******** I need to make Winode those CDs.
********.
I'll do it in a second.
After my bitchy journal.
So yeah.
******** this.
How do you handle this?
I mean really.
Its like I just keep remembering our inside jokes.
Like really really old ones.
Like when we made the joke about the backseat of the car.
And that video tape we were gonna send to Zeo.
Ha ha ha...
And Doop.
Ogod...
******** you.
I just want to talk to you and be best friends again.
But that won't happen will it?
This cycle will just repeat itself won't it...?
I feel like..
This is some cruel joke.
Like I should have been born where you live.
Or vice versa.
Cuz we're like the best best best of buddies and stuff.
But noooo.
All this drama and milez.
Has to separate us.
Like a boss.
8l
Life's such a bore fest without you here.
Its like.
I mean.
I like talking to everyone else.
But you were excitingggg.
I guess..?
GGGFFGFG.
PISSES ME OFF.
Cuz I can not describe it!
When I try it sounds all wrong.
Like when a writer writes their thoughts
and they keep crumpling up the paper
and tossing it away.
Like that.
And I freely admit
That I have some issues talk2hand
Bahaha.
But I won't tell on my journal.
Its not really your business.
Unless I want to tell you.
Kay?
Bye.
