marche-7-08
Going to the talent show last night. i was by myself. and i felt alone. i saw a few people i knew, but i wouldnt call them friends. i wish i had brought a friend. this was the most exiting thing ever and wanted to experience it with someone. i shouldnt think about these kind of things it was kinda sad i had to walk home in the cold.
no one would give me a ride and i should skated. but my skate board gave me a missing skrew to the wheels. aw.
and i felt totaly alone walking home. but it was nice. not to know that i'm fading away. but that night it seemed quite and depressed. which you'd think would make me sad but it didnt. this was peaceful. and only the light poll guide my way to apache street.
marche 5 2008
i feel very weird. strange. this feeling is like i woke up to bad song. the singer is blabing words of laughter. annoying me with loud movements that bang on my head like a stampeed only woody the woodpecker appears
not to be nocking me down but knowcking me down with laughing that hits the ear with a gust of wind slap.
what do i need to do when i wake up? perhaps layback down and wait if my hair gets more volume.
did i wake up to find a bug had sniched on his owners and went south for the flew?
or am i on crack?
drugs...
damned red ugly guy scared?
what a moron to be red
*falls back to sleep*
dont you understand
the mind works opposite you tell it too.?
like my pet fish u see.
lays on its back because its mind told it too
like i know dead when i see it
you tell peter and stewie that killing something is faster then dieing....
you undertand im in my world of happiness
like blood sucking demons who love a crazy mind and go to raves all day.
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