pathetique

Tuesday, November 3, 2009,9:39 PM

What the hell is going on?

7:24 PM

If I'm a bad person, you don't like me

Well I guess I'll make my own way

It's a circle, a mean cycle

I can't excite you anymore

Where's your gavel? Your jury?

What's my offense this time?

You're not a judge, but if you're gonna judge me,

Well sentence me to another life

Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
'Cause you know we're not the same (Yeah! )
We're not the same (Yeah! )
Oh we're not the same
Yeah, the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good (Hey! )
It's good (Hey! )
It's good (Hey! )

And this is the best thing that could've happened
Any longer and I wouldn't have made it
It's not a war, no, it's not a rapture
I'm just a person, but you can't take it
The same tricks that, that once fooled me
They won't get you anywhere
I'm not the same kid from your memory
Well, now I can fend for myself

Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
'Cause you know we're not the same (No! )
We're not the same (No! )
Oh we're not the same
Yeah, the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good (Hey! )
It's good (Hey! )
It's good

Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend

Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

Crap, I probably shouldn't be eating and onlining at the same time.

7:19 PM

Crazy is laughing until I tear because I suddenly remembered something funny. Crazy is when I accidentally walk into a pillar and trip because I was making sure my shoelaces wouldn't come out and trip me. Crazy is checking my phone every two minutes until I realize Cleo probably doesn't reply to lucky draw texts. I'm crazy and proud of it. Are you?

And you know what?

Crazy is also when I start freaking out when I see him even though I should probably be getting over this stupid 4-year long crush.

Fuck.