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| SeraphimRhapsody (profile) wrote, on 12-17-2003 at 9:32pm | |
| Current mood: fearful Music: blast the music so you block the world Subject: keep the offense to yourself |
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| Forget my day, I'm writing the things in my head. I don't really care if you people get ideas from this stuff. If you do, forget them because they're probably wrong. There hasn't been a moment of peace here since sunday. Sunday was the celebration of dad's birthday. I wrote on that already. You know what's fun? Jumping out of your chair when the door flies open. You fear that door opening. You fear the sounds downstairs. You fear the sounds coming up the stairs. You know what else is fun? Getting yelled at every fucking night before an exam. I think it happened last year.. and maybe the year before.. I've forgotten on purpose. You'd think: "Leave me alone this week. Just don't bother me. You don't even have to talk to me." would be straightforward enough... okay, I didn't actually say that but it was the point always given for this week. It's a freaking survey!! If it makes me happy and it's not hurting anyone then don't freaking kill me over it! The thing I fear the most is what keeps me here. Naive attempts to dissuage an event perhaps destined to occur. Minor similar events have already taken place with me here though... so what would be the difference? Yes, I have a car. And past wishes, prayers, and hopes put pointless dreams in my head. Who can get away..? I've come to notice that everyone has some kind of problem. Mental, behavioral, social. No one is without something wrong... well. Fine. Maybe someone is. Which makes me so mad... never had anything wrong in their life... they have a great life now... AND THEY THINK THEY UNDERSTAND?! Ahem. I feel comfortable driving now.. And I know why.. My left seems stronger at driving than my right.. the only thing it's stronger at. (This isn't related to the above though.) hear the screams see the blood give the girl a rose.. I hesitate to call anything love. Stolen. Do you see this? Do you know? I'll give props to you, Amanda. Sums things beautifully. Some things. Why is it that no one ever says congratulations on your loss? I mean.. we congratulate winnings and good tidings and happy events. But why is losing something always bad? We could lose a cold.. or lose a bad report card.. or.. or.. Congratulations on my losses. shades of mediocrity.. what's wrong with everyone? there's a panic in their eyes. Try and give a hug.. They shrink away in fear. I'm not always violent.. Not always defensive.. Walking by they give her a hug What does she do different? Get the hell away from me. I can't get close to anything. With love................. ~*~ QOTD You expect one after this post? Read the post now, I guarantee it won't be there once I update my personal journal. It's always my fault... I start it and it goes from there. What do you tell a child who grows up knowing this? The poor child.. Where have all the people gone? Forget what you hear Forget what you see Forget what you read. |
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DragonSpeaker | No answer necessary., 12-19-03 10:59am ...but this intrigues me: I've come to notice that everyone has some kind of problem. Mental, behavioral, social. No one is without something wrong... well. Fine. Maybe someone is. Which makes me so mad... never had anything wrong in their life... they have a great life now... AND THEY THINK THEY UNDERSTAND?! Ahem.
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