7 months from, 7 days from twice, was 7 days till 7 months. 7 periods in a school day. 7 pm when Gilmore Girls comes on. 7 am when it’s almost time to leave for school in the morning. 2:37 when I clean up in art class. 7 letters in my last name.
You know what? 7.
[nobody understands but me right? right.]
I feel so horrible. Right now I wish tonight wouldn’t have happened at all…
I already had a lot on my mind. And then I found somethings, some horrible things, out about one of my favorite people in the world which makes me worry and makes me sad cause I love her.
And I’m basically being flatly ignored… Thanks.
So now I guess I’m just gonna sit up and talk to Mary all night (or until she goes to bed at which point I’ll just be sitting up with myself).
Just one night… One night I thought I’d go without crying about something. So much for “everything’s getting better”. Apparently, absolutely nothing has changed. And I really thought it had?
Yeah, maybe I’m just stupid. I don’t know what I want/wish right now… I don’t know anything anymore obv.
Holy shit.
I shouldn’t have done that.
I feel funny… Really funny…
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
I’m listening to that… So not bad funny. Just funny. But Tabitha is a good person to talk to (and the only one). I’m gonna get fat eating these candy thingies…. Random. I’m really tired. But I can’t go to bed just yet… Grawr and oh bother. =/
A 180 turn and a few paces back to the place from which you came and suddenly EVERYTHING changes… 180 degrees… One snap decision. Far out.
The last I heard from you, you were screaming handle it! Knock the world right off it’s feet and straight on to its head. The book of love will long be laughing after you are dead. Fascinated by the look of you and what was said…Ressurect.
