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Friday, September 09, 2005

you know sometimes i ask myself
why am i so fucking happy?
suddenly now i realise
nobody listens to me speak at all
NO BODY. especially in this fuckedfamily
i can tell my mom i need money to go out tmr
she can come back half an hour later
to ask me if i'm free tmr

whats the whole goddamned point?
i doubt it they do that to my sister at all
whats with this fucked place man
i don't feel home at all

this is so fucking cold
yet no one's out there for me

fuck all of you.
why do i even bother to tell people things anyway?

they aren't listening!
its like
this isnt the first time alrd..

yet the stupid people say
communicate with your family
COMMUNICATE WHAT FUCK LA
communicate, and be ignored?

HURHURHUR
im starting to think that
i'm invsible in this world,
and i'm fucking good at it as well.

YA LA YA LA
im the bad one alryts?
im the bitchy one alryts?
i'm too strgtforward alryts?
i'm the one whu hurts everyone's feelings alryts?

so sick of this world,
so sick of being blamed
so sick of being misread,
i'd rather be dead.