i'm not. i'm a whipm. a fruity little whimp. wait, there' no h in wimp. so i'm a wimp. a fruity little wimp. a fruity little wimp who feel BADD. bad enough to spell it not only with two 'b's, but to capitalize it. kinda light headed, little paranoied. f**. too bad i forgot about it happeneing though, eh? i meen i get that bad vibe when i'm around, but it's like i don't remember why, it's just 'well i don't like you'. which i think is stupid, i mean you best be nice unless you have a valid reason, and even if you do, still be nice. so i am. but s**t, i feel BADD. which reminds me, ever read someone's journal? i mean it's pretty low to do, and you'll probably find out some stuff you didn'y want to know. like me. though not the journal you're thinking. but what if the person publishes it? i mean this journal's published, but you don't feel guilty about reading it, right? i'm probably writing this entry out of poor mental state, and for you to read. it's liek entertainment i guess. like thoes "list 3" game things i found so long ago and since then everyone has posted at least once. but that's not why i'm saying i feel BADD. actally i don't know, well i do, but i don't. i'm a f**, i know, i'm a loser, i'm whatever, but i'm gonna say what i'm gonna say and then i swear i'll go away though i can't promise you'll enjoy the show. s**t where's that lyric/line from? ********. i should just google it. probably will, later. but yeah, what i'm gonna say is: i'm not over s**t, music night's too much for me, i'm not looking forward to anything with that group, i'm pretty insecure about this s**t and i really shouldn't be, i fon't get it and i don't like it, why do people stay friend after nasty breakups? , i don't like this, i don't liek this, i don't liek this, though beggers can't be choosers, eh? we're not friend, why'd you have to rub it all in? why'd it have to go the way it went, i don't want to dwell, and i don't mean to, but it's still there. or it's back. i feel like an a**, i feel BADD. i feel kinda like before. i just realised i hate the word 'feel' it's too 'touchy-feely'. we're all cool though. i need a change. i think i'm actually having some kind of breakdown between school, people, parents and s**t. which is sad. in a pathetic way. told you i was a wimp. can i talk to you? any of you guys, i mean you'll probably say yes 'cause asking like this is kinda like walking over to someone, taking a fry and holding it right above the ketchup before asking "can i have one?" so obviously you'll say i can. but shiiitt. i feel bad, i keep thinking of how bad it was before. and it was BADD. so i need you guys, kay? 'cause it's BADD. right now anyway. as in this second. so whatever. or not whatever, i'm actually a little lost in this wall of text too, don't worry. why don't i get things? i mean s**t other peopel would think of as common knowlege? am i that clueless? should i be this set in my ways? should i judge people so much on s**t? should i be this senceitive? well yeah. 'cause it's me. ********. anyway, truth+summary= no appologies [note to self: NIRVANA] no remorse we're cool for now, but you ******** try anything and (as much as i'd like to say) you'll choke [or something] (i can't cause no matter what you always end up on top, and you're not bad enough to say that to. or maybe i'm too nice. well that and you will, but peopel always pull for the under dog, so either way they'll be rooting for you.)
-kaboom.kaboom.
.!conoclast. · Thu May 10, 2007 @ 03:08am · 2 Comments |