I dreamed to impersonate you
Scattered and thrown
Until the wrist red the reason
Of why you are so torn
Washed out on the paths
Where we met you that day
Impressed upon it like a vacant
Image out of clay
Focused out of spite
For the life you lived that day
Spackled on the ground
Flying out to separate
Never say that you
Know me like yourself
I will react with such force
To place you on the shelf
Conflict and treason
Tell the story of that day
In which you found it in your heart
To throw it all away
Striving in jealousy
The revenge you worked to ensue
Due to the pain I caused you
That fateful day in June
Tell me you
Do you think I care
Just how long you've been standing there
By the lampshade
By the lampshade in the corner of my room?
What all did you see?
Did you see her pleasing me
Better
Better than you ever could?
Forget all I promised
The things I'll never do
I don't mind being dishonest
Then again, neither do you
Current Residence: OSU Favourite style of art: Literary/Photomanipulation Operating System: Windows XP Pro MP3 player of choice: iPod & iTunes Favourite cartoon character: Meatwad
blahblahblahblahblah you wont check this blahblahblahblahblah ha ah ha hahahah aha h im so bored you are at work i want you here and youre not because youre at work and you are selling things and youre at work and i just drank another one of those delicious orange monster drinks and AHHHHHH yeah you can guess ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hah ah hhhahhaahhaahhaha
you know what could have been a brilliant way to tell me that? to call me when you said you would, for like 2 seconds, to say you were busy. just a thought. but im over it.
i understand the busy-ness thing, and a couple of weeks sounds super.