i dont know what your looking for, i said i bet that you look good on the dancefloor.

Well... its a good thing i never liked portobello mushrooms.

once upon a time...

Excuse me, but the last time i checked, juggling 3 relationships at once was a bad thing. As far as i know, that would label you as a slut, but for some reason that doesn't seem to fit. Even in my eyes. Doing things like this aren't supposed to help, they aren't supposed to work out in the end. So why do they? Why do some people get it all, leaving the others with nothing?
I'm just so sick of living my life around every one else. So fucking sick of it. And in a way, shes right, I don't want to waste my time waiting around to be wanted once again, I just don't know what else to do at the moment. So, I'll do this, just for now, to see what happens.

THE END.

Not permanently, but for now. This fucking thread is living my life, and I hate it, and thus, I am done. Not for good, no, but for now. I may be back in a month or so, just to see what comes to mind. Fuck, I'll likely be back in a week or two, but nothing will be posted, nothing will be written, nothing new will be read. This line of work, these lines of words, are done. The emotionless letters and words, I'm just so fucking done with it all.

I lose my sense of wrong and right, I cry, I cry.

So, sorry I did whatever it was I did that caused this to end.
So sorry that I wasn't good enough to keep this going.
I apologize for not being good enough.
Maybe if I was, this damned inanimate father wouldn't be so inanimate.
Maybe I wouldn't be off following the girl who's busy following nova.
Sorry I don't have the perfect body proportions as her, or the perfect hair,
Although I do know that has little, or none to do with this, it still comes to mind.
Maybe if I was just a little bit better, I wouldn't have gone to 10 different schools
In 14 years.
Maybe I would be part of the group of friends that had pictures before kindergarten '00.
Maybe I wouldn't have friends coming and going as they please,
Because maybe, just maybe I would be worth a dime in their books.
If I was better, maybe I wouldn't have developed this damned eating disorder,
Or these horrid smoking habits.
I wouldn't be being offered jobs of prostitution, and nude photographs.
I wouldn't be considering to take them either.
Maybe if I was a better kid, I'd be good enough,
not sure good enough for who, but I would be good enough.
Maybe she wouldn't be curious, or knowing to whome, or what, this is about,
And I wouldn't be high jacking this little quote here saying these exact words
Maybe I would be in bed, and I wouldn't have this dead buzz of alcohol.
Been black and blue before
There’s no need to explain
I am not the jaded kind
Playback’s such a waste
You’re invisible
Invisible to me
My wish is coming true
Erase the memory of your face