Lahdeelah, bad mood bad mood bad mood...
Only not.
I had a totally sucky sucky sucky day
But I'm still in a good mood.
Like... three days from now this is all going to come crashing down and I'll be uber depressed.
Hopefully something crazy-awesome will happen prior to then to so avert it.
Um...
Thats all. I know this was pointless, as was my previous similar entry, but I don't feel like getting into the details fo the suckyness.
On the bright side, I skipped the last session and talked on the phone the whole time. It was exciting.
Falling out of the Tree House
I touched myself 3 times today,
And not once did I think of you.
And I thought; Hey
Maybe we're having a falling out,
Or maybe I'm falling out,
Or maybe there wasn't even a tree house to begin with?
We grew up in a tree house where we held down
Frank's sister and told her she had to kiss the cutest boy.
So you kissed Jake and I broke your Barbie's head off.
If this is the sort of poem a guy has to write
Just to break up with you.
Than maybe you need to realize that
You're not exactly worth the words he's wasted on you
The dictionaries he's gone through
Looking for the perfect synonym for love
That you shove back at him because he
Still isn't the cutest boy in the tree house.
And we are falling out
Because I have a secret for you:
I never wrote poetry because I loved you
It was because I didn't
And I wanted to prove to myself
That I wasnt just using you for the blowjobs
But I was. And even then I wasnt.
All you really did for me was
Make me feel like I didn't need porn
Even though my collection grew 3 megs by
The time I wrote this.
But whatever. The important part
Is that slivers from poorly put together
Tree Houses still sting 12 years later.
When your nine, love is so fucking simple
"Daddy, I like her dimples."
Or
"Daddy, we grew up in the same neighborhood,
So we're married."
Or
"She likes me
Cause I gave her a dandelion and she kissed me then
I knew."
The kids living on Vinewood
Fairy tailed they were
Pirates protecting you from Frank
Because little boys
Cant kiss little girls
But pirates protecting
Princesses could.
So many others our age
Still live like that
And its sick.
Im sick of living like that.
We are only together because
No one could drive yet
And loving you from down the
Street made sense.
Wed meet at the tree house to
Makeout;
And each time I was still pretending
To be a pirate.
Close distanced relationships don't work;
They slave drive.
Trying to stay alive because the ups and downs
The High School scene
And the home life
All dragged on beyond the boundaries of
"Alone time."
Timeouts would be a godsend at age 18.
A poem Brandon just wrote based on his relationship with Liz. It's pretty awesome.
"My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so won't you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewlerey, whichever you prefer. The words are hish, let's not get busted just layin' times here, undiscovered. Saving you from all the stupid questions. Hey did you get some? Man, that is so dumb."
"I heard that you were home again, but you don't look like you're back to me, with your focuses changing, your gaze is transfixed on a point I can't often see. You've got your new ties. I've got my old knots. You've got your inside lies, but your never happy with what you've got."
"Man, it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has, but lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all."
Three completely different songs by DBC I can relate to right now. I wish I could scratch out the last two.
Current Mood: 
crappy
Current Music: DBC Mix
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