I've been a little bit crazy recently. Sad. Well, not feeling good... I guess that's what I was trying for, though. Things have happened. Many times I've gone to sleep crying, but a few nights ago it was from relief and happiness... You know, the world can be so weird. So odd, and kind and cruel. I bought Linkin Park's new album Minutes to Midnight yesterday. I've already listened through it many times, and burnt up a pair of batteries.
His hands held high into a sky so blue As the ocean opens up to swallow you...
I went to Fred Meyers and tried to buy it. Alas, the clerk told me that I had to be 17 to buy a cd with 'explicit content'. I'm 16. (It has only a couple swear words! That makes me laugh) I told him to wait a second while I got a new cd. I went and got an Itunes gift card.
He gave me an odd expression when I handed it to him. I think he knew what I was plotting.
I went home, and bought the entire album for cheaper, along with two extra other songs because I still had a couple dollars left.
I feel accomplished. ~Widely grins~
Anyhow... I had a conversation with a friend yesterday, and realized just how messed up I am. I really do need help. Huh... that was a nice conversation... hey, I like this song... Given Up by Linkin Park... I feel like I can relate, I believe.
But the world is spinning too fast... What is wrong with me? I wish. No, I don't want to say that again.
Colours have such odd significance. I have weird ideas of them. >.<
Mmn... I don't want this... inward struggles... I don't want to have this inside of me... I don't want this...
I can't promise to be able to support you Unless you promise you'll support me, too...
...
I bleed it out, digging deeper, just to throw it away... I bleed it out, digging deeper, just to throw it away...
I really am extra detail-oriented, aren't I? It's so weird. I get all personal with everything. It all means something. It's so special... so special...
I want those details... I want to feel special...
I can't observe you, though... If I do, I'll... I'll... ... ... Shrivel. My arms...
~the Love Goddess · Mon May 28, 2007 @ 08:00pm · 0 Comments |