mary had a little pig, she kept it fat and plastered, and when the price of pork went up, she shot the little bastard.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rest,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up
When September ends...

well, the facade is over. what if she knew that in her heart, there was such a good friend who could really understand. put aside fun jus to see her happy.. if a friend could do that, why couldnt he?
she was trapped and there he was standing, jus between them was an invisible ceiling.. why is it that when humans meet they impress but as you get to noe them better, they evolve into something called monsters?
why does what the mind tell the individual always get done but not what the heart says? if we do not follow our hearts, why even have hearts to begin with?
why is love always filled with drawin of hearts but each time we fall in love and out of it, we see our hearts breaking into pieces, gettin shattered and smeared with the blood that of an entirely disappointed lady?
why not symbolise your love for me in circles so that circles never break, they jus go round in circles?at least this way, i dont end up broken and left there to pick up the shattered pieces.
when two people are in love, when does it get to the point to where enough if enough? never..
i guess you never loved me enough to have get to that sorta point.. but im glad we tried..
i dont need to prove anything to make you love me. i dont need to do anything to make you love me. i dont have to do things that you expect me to do jus to make you love me.. i jus have to be me.
so what if im straight? does that make anyone else love me anymore or any less? if so, you call that love? fuck that.

let me tell u fellas, im fuckin straight. so what? so what if what elaine is doing is makin me happy, making me feel love. but i dont love her in that way, i love her as a best gal. so whatcha gonna do abt it? cant she call me baby? cant she love me? at least she makes a better lover dan guys who make use of me and push me ard.. at least she'd never hurt me in that way that my heart shatters.

but you noe what, im doing this for myself.. you totally disappoint me.. thanks a million )=

sigh. this is a crap blog entry. but im glad i typed out how i felt. at least to the minimum i could do..

does anybody care if nobody cares?