so what's the point of it?
can't thing about a lot 'a things.
gonna have some fun tonight on the magical mistery tour...
some fun in all this shit...
i feel such an EMO talking about such things but i know im not...
im not lame enough...
but i soon will be.
parents teacher night tonight...english teacher asked me to come too so im kinda in trouble...
tring to addapt if you know what i mean.
still...lonesome...
ill see ya later
לילה טוב והמשך צפייה מהנה. ג'וני.
looking for small things to make me happy.
the only problem is that they are compleatly temporary...
very short...
the playing the guitar always does the trick...until i feel it does'nt...
it seems that talking to my friends...those who feel the same...even THAT won't work...
it's always easier looking at the problem from the outside...
but when you do look at it that way, it looks to femiliar to find a solution.
im too tired to think...or to check my spelling...
too tired of this lonlyness...
if you feel the same, give me a call.
my heart will carry this amazing contradiction
the rest of me just can't go on
I can't realy see where im going.
I hope it's the right track.
I hope to see what i want to see at the end of the route.
pain at both sides of my head and im choacking.
feel's like im swirlling all over in the dirt.
sometime, somehow, i'll find what iv'e been looking for.
but first i gotta get myself up from the ground,
i could use some help, you know.
understand what you want.
im outta here...
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