why does life have to be a dissapointment?
why do besy friends have to be dissapointments?
there are so many things i want to tell you.
there i are so many things i think i did wrong.
you said we'd talk. well i'd talk. you'd listen
well guess what. now im the one alone.
as if two weeks wasnt enough.
just forget it.
now im sitting here. alone.
waiting to tell you. everything.
but now. i guess ill just sit here. waiting.
and even if you come around. its to late. i dont want to talk....
not anymore.
my darkest day is today. and youre not here...
Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
graduation....
i dont even want to go to school. its so hard not having your best friend their all the time. not having your lunch buddy. no random locker stops. nobody to tell all of my stories to. i mean i have lots of best friends, but hes the only one who know EVERYTHING. he knows things nobody else ever will. its really hard to have to go through everyday without him. it seems like ill never graduate. it seems like ill never make it to greenbay/milwaukee. i mean, well talk all the time, but its not the same. next year will be really hard. its just a really weird feeling, not having him there. but atleast i have dani to feel the same way with me. haha.i mean, when saturday rolls around and i see them all walk past me in the purple gowns, i wont even be able to hold my composure,but itll get better everyday. i hope...
Monday, May 18, 2009
goodbye seniors....
wow. i never thought that saying goodbye would be this hard.
ive grown up with these kids. they are some of my best friends. they mean everything to me.
a lot of the boys are like big brothers to me.
some are going off to school. some iraq. some i dont even know. but i am going to miss them.
not having them there everyday is going to be tough.
when saturday rolls around, tears are going to fall.
i mean. dont get me wrong.
i love my grade and my friends, but these guys mean so much....
aghhh....
ive grown up with these kids. they are some of my best friends. they mean everything to me.
a lot of the boys are like big brothers to me.
some are going off to school. some iraq. some i dont even know. but i am going to miss them.
not having them there everyday is going to be tough.
when saturday rolls around, tears are going to fall.
i mean. dont get me wrong.
i love my grade and my friends, but these guys mean so much....
aghhh....
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