untitled as usual. knotted up, tied down, bundled in my bad thoughts, sad and bitter, and always a cry baby, I ask for too much also, but then again, who doesn't?

all my regrets are collecting. my heart is failing. I feel so dead. all I want is you. you. you. you. love me, rub me, give me all my needs. slowly, move along.

you can't buy my love with ritious dollar bills, no, you can't keep me there with pictures and silly mind games. yeah I play hard to get? and you want me to stay. your trying to be hard to have , oh baby your driving me mad.

ranting about sad shit I'm trying to forget what she said , I'm trying to make sense in my head. thinking why the fuck would she do this? she just thrashed her anger onto me, and I never knew. I have to find out from a public society. maybe she told everyone but me? maybe she still feels that why? I can't even think straight. my thoughts are as tangled as my hair around her. does she give one shit? did she tell all my problems? does she hate me? am I just other pea in her pod? does she care about her 3 week relationship more than me? I don't even know how to speak to her. my words just choke me, feeling like I'm unable to make a simple sound. how do I smile around her? do I even smile around her? is it all still lies. I don't know. I'm so confused, I'm so dead inside. all her hate I never knew about. she just said all this. no fucking signs. she just put it out there. I can't even cry about it, all I can do is sigh. now I fel like all our memories are lies. it's kind of like loosing a love. I haven't lost her. but I think she might loose me.

drive slow rockin out to some wicked ass tunes, cruising, we're jut young teenagers, having a good time . we don't care about the time, the date, or even the time of day, lets just steal grandpas truck again, let's go drive away.