The fact that I acctally pick up my feet when I walk down the hall at school is somthing you rarely find as a "quality" in any high school students. And trust me, if i could drag my feet I would, Im that lazy, but the sound is enough to drive me to my own insanity. God, I'm just trying to amuse myself so that I could pissibly forget other things. Sad attempt, obviosly didnt work cuz here I go again with my stupid rants that everyone must be sick of. But its all i think about, day and night. Its like this never ending circle. I love you-i hate you-I feel bad for you-i love you-i love you- .. and so on and so forth. But i acctally though that i might be over you, for a good while i really thought i was untill i decided that maybe opening my heart again to a possible other individual turned out to be a huge kick in the balls whe i see him walking ever so gaily with his "ex" and all i wanted to do was tell you all about it, and let you make it all better. You always make it better, even if you were the one who made it worse in the first place.

my life if like a really long play with all the same scenes over and over again: