today was not a good day.
I could sit here and point out everything wrong with my life,
....but I won't. I don't want to be reminded of them.
My best friend of two years is acting all depressed, and I don't like it.
Why would I think of her? She asks.
Thing is I can't do anything now that we are at different schools.
I soo wish she could come to South. But then, her precious Tabitha wouldn't be there.
That was kinda harsh. If she read that, she would declare us in a silent fight.
I hope I don't have to explain what a silent fight is.
She just doesn't talk.
....
Now I am being reminded. I am becoming depressed.
I need to make plans.
I should call her.
I bet she'd come to a movie...then again..
....
Oh, D. Why can't you be mine?
I hope none of my friends read this.
They would try and guess who D is.
D. You are perfect in every way.
You would be perfect if you were mine..
I don't know whose you are.
I know you are vegetarian.
Now that is saying too much.
-sigh-. Kuwanii. Nick, may I call you?
.....
hm.
i think about you.
I know that sounds a bit creepy.
But sometimes, when I'm by myself and my mind wanders....
.....
Ever notice how people don't care about anyone but themselves?
I wonder what it would be like.
To meet someone who would put their life before yours without second thought.
Merely because if you died, they could not go on living.
D, your monologe makes my heart weep.
 thats rich · Tue Oct 11, 2005 @ 09:32pm · 0 Comments |
