Remember when we had that love topic and i posted something about this guy Matt that i was totally in love with throughout high school and then he left the school and i never got to tell him how i felt? Well, i saw him today. He came to the school to see some people, i guess. I don't know why i didn't say anything to him. And then after i saw him at the mall with some girl.
"Sometimes Nothin' Can Be a Real Cool Hand"
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It hurts. I was totally not thinking about him before but then i saw him today and all my feelings for him came back again. And now i can't stop thinking about him.
its like that out cold movie, but only that form of events wouldn't ever happen, but i know what things like that are like.... it sucks incredibly
-Liam
"Sometimes Nothin' Can Be a Real Cool Hand"
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we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
primetimefool wrote:dude. that was totally profound.
thank you.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
Doesn't that suck?????? NOTHING is ever good enough for my mom. I don't think she realizes what she's doing to me. ...And I wonder why I'm so messed up.
Last year:
Me: Mom, I got an 85 on my chem class...the average was 50.
Mom: wow. it's not WOW! good job! I'm proud of you, Bethany! It's wow.
I don't know why I discuss these things with my mother, she just makes things worse.
HARDCORE!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
dude my niece brought home her first c ever. to make it worse she brought home 2 of them. i have never seen her mom so pissed off. but hey they were gt classes and she's just started playing in the school band and is on the state champion chess team. but no, she got yelled at. her father (my brother) no doubt was even more pissed. this is the same dude that FAILED a class becuase he started playing football. double standards! oh well she's my niece and i'm proud of her.
DUDE DID I JUST SAY THAT?!
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
Yeah, I have fun little conversations with my parents too.
Me: Hey mom, I got a perfect score in my World History class.
Mom: So would your brother.
Me: OK mom, bye mom.
< walks out of room >
Me: Hey dad, I have the highest grade in my World History class
Dad: Are you dean's list yet?
Me: It's my first semester of college....and it takes two semesters of all A's to get on it.
Dad: Talk to me when you are on it.
I am surprisingly numb to their bullshit now, and I kinda find it to be funny.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.