i couldn't look back[[but i did]]
posted by supriya rockstar 11:26:29 PM
so now i see what this world is all aboutdear best friend, thanks for always fixing everything. from now on, let's not break it to begin with.
posted by supriya rockstar 8:54:01 PM
and i'd give up forever just to be with you right now
so this is how you leave me?
i'm broken hearted on the floor,
my tears seep through the crack under my door
where i am locked in, shut down, i'm so tired of picking myself up off the ground.jubby r o c k: why does he hate me
posted by supriya rockstar 10:22:47 PM
geek burger x: cus he thinks you hate him
if thats true, then you've never been so wrong. if that's true, then why do i bother trying. because maybe you don't notice, or maybe you just don't care, but i try so hard to be want you want me to be. i try harder for you then i've ever tried for anything. there's nothing i wouldn't do for you. everything i have; everything i am--it's all yours. what more do you want? what more can i give you? if you'd just tell me, i'd do it. tell me what's wrong with me and i'll change it. all i want is to be good enough for you, because if i'm not...
then i'm nothing.
maybe i'll stay down next time i get hit by a traini don't want to stand back up again.
posted by supriya rockstar 12:27:01 AM
if you care, show me, don't tell me.
i'm sorry if you don't like hearing this but i feel alone and i hurt.
so if you're my friend, you'll show me, not tell me.
if you think this is about you, chances are it is
not because i'm writing with you in mind
but because you wouldn't think so if you didn't have a guilty conscience.
the sun was up for far too long todayo xlanemeyerx o: im not sure if people realize that everything they say counts
posted by supriya rockstar 11:29:21 PM
truer words were never spoken. or typed.
like a plane crash that never hits the groundi can't talk to anyone but my computer
posted by supriya rockstar 10:14:00 PM
it's been said that you need to be sad to create.
maybe it's true, i can't speak for anyone else, but i know that for me the words that sing and the music that speaks is all written on tear stained paper.
but creation is a one-sided outlet.
no number of broken thoughts written on little pieces of pink paper can hold my hand
and no defragmented hardrive and put back together this fragmented jub
[only you can do that...]
under that threat of sky we lie together, why care about the weather. it only ends in dark.rain.
posted by supriya rockstar 6:23:33 PM
so much rain
like big sloppy tears straight from my little jubjub heart
a solitary little jubjub heart
that's scared to death of being alone
and even more scared of having company.
that tune you’re humming never sounded so bleak to mebored.
posted by supriya rockstar 11:13:13 PM
dammit.
i just wanna break stuff and pull my hair out and never talk to anyone again.
and i grew up on alcoholic evenings and slow jazz music to keep my heart beating because after all that happens in a dissolving family the need for a song to sing me to sleep still rings truewhat is the point of a bunch of people who hate eachother living under one roof?
posted by supriya rockstar 8:40:21 PM
because they love eachother?
when you love someone, you don't tell them you don't care about them and leave them in manchester
you don't say things to people you love to intentionally hurt them
i'm not saying my family situation is bad.
actually, im lucky enough to have a very good family situation. this is normal.
maybe that's what scares me the most
because hurt shouldn't be normal.
but i guess there's nothing i can do now.
i can't change people who refuse to see how wrong they are.
so until i can get out of here all i can do is sit in the back of the car
turning up the volume of my cd player
hoping that saves the day can drown out the sounds
of him telling her shes worthless. and her believing him.
