i just dont want you to get hurt.
and i sat there on my couch with the phone to my right ear and told him
i know, that wont happen
and i was lying to myself, and to him. i'm setting myself up. i'm setting myself up and i know it, but i cant stop it. that's how i am.
two days in a row i go to the other boy's house and it makes me happy, like REAL happyness. this isnt right. this isnt healthy.
then we were done talking and i hung up the phone and my bed looked so inviting. i crawled upon it and pulled the covers over me.
just a few moments, just close my eyes and rest for a few moments.
i woke up four hours later, my room was dark, and my cell phone was ringing with nicole on the other line.
i dont like falling asleep in light and waking in dark.
i was wide awake.
i remember my dream.
i wish i didnt.
now i'm tired again.
nothing makes sense.
-amanda
You sound poetic, mind me adding you on friends?
Stealing is bad, yes yes...but if you're as poor as me, then you'll know my feeling. ;D
Poetic and storytelling aside, I really do sort of envy you. Rhyming aside now, I like what you have to say. I have nothing to say..hmm. have had nothing to say for awhile. I plan to write down blank and black and come up with zilch and nada. Maybe I'm blocked up. In the head. Any thoughts?
thank you, times three
everything you do looks good the way you do it.
i was reading this and i was thinking, i think you deserve to get things you want, and i think you should be like a tiger and be really aggressive and get it.