February 2012
I'll probably end up marrying food. →
“I don’t really know how people can be alive for more than six days without rage....”
– Martin Freeman
“A sign that a film is great is when it’s over, to the soles of my feet I’m...”
– Edward Norton
My thoughts while at school.
I hate you.
And you.
And you.
Shut the hell up.
You’re an idiot.
Why am I here?
Stop talking.
I hate you, too.
You’re annoying.
Shut up.
Why are you talking?
SHUT.
UP.
And you, I hate you, too.
Oh look, my ex-best friend.
I need to get out of here.
What time is it?
I wonder what my mom is making to eat.
Who even wants to be here?
I’m so fucking hungry
Please don't stop the rain.
I don’t know where I crossed the line. Was it something that I said or didn’t say this time? And I don’t know if it’s me or you.. But I can see the skies are changing, No longer shades of blue. And I don’t know which way it’s gonna go but, If it’s gonna be a rainy day, There’s nothing we can do to make it change. We can pray for sunny weather, But...
That boy.
Said, “No kid, not tonight.” You’re not that good, And I’m not that type” He’s beautiful, But he’s cold as ice, And that keeps me hanging on. What I am supposed to do, uh oh, When he’s so damn cold, like twenty below? That boy, that boy, he’s such a dick, But I tell myself I can handle it. And where am I supposed to go, uh oh, When he throws me...
Stronger.
You know the bed feels warmer sleeping here alone. You know I dream in color and do the things I want. You think you’ve got the best of me, Think you’ve had the last laugh, Bet you think that everything good is gone. Think you left me broken down, Think that I’d come running back, Baby, you don’t know me, ‘Cause you’re dead wrong. What doesn’t kill you...
Feels like home.
Got my bags by the door, And I’m ready to leave. So yeah I’m moving forward, I’m on my way to find where I need to be. ‘Cause every moment now is what I believe somehow would be my reality. All right now.. ‘Cause there’s no other feeling like it. The only way you can define it. Is that I’m on my own, It somehow feels like home. There’s no other...
