Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
!!!!!!!
I heard from my bestest buddy Kyle today, who has been in Boot Camp for the last two months. I also got 2 letters from him today.
This made me so completely happy, I can't even describe it. Hearing from Kyle really got me out of the stupid rut I've been in.
Awww, I love my buddy. = ]
This made me so completely happy, I can't even describe it. Hearing from Kyle really got me out of the stupid rut I've been in.
Awww, I love my buddy. = ]
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Quit.
Sometimes I wonder if you've ever read this, and if you do what you think about it.
Well if you're reading it now just know that I regret you, but I'm not sure if I really mean that or not.
Well if you're reading it now just know that I regret you, but I'm not sure if I really mean that or not.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Wait.
The seconds ticking sound like water dripping and I'm pretty sure I'll drown before I see you again.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Happy Tuesday.
Looking at pictures of you late into the night just made it more apparent that you weren't there. So I shut my laptop, turned off my phone, and went to the bar.
At the bar I stared into my drink. It told me that we were both libras, so I drank it to shut it up and went for a walk.
On my walk every window wanted to take my picture naked. I told them that privilege was reserved for you (unless they had $50 an hour), and I put up my hood.
Inside my hood I felt warm, safe, and comforted, which led me to reminisce about you.
Tuesday sucks.
At the bar I stared into my drink. It told me that we were both libras, so I drank it to shut it up and went for a walk.
On my walk every window wanted to take my picture naked. I told them that privilege was reserved for you (unless they had $50 an hour), and I put up my hood.
Inside my hood I felt warm, safe, and comforted, which led me to reminisce about you.
Tuesday sucks.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I finally stopped moaning and thought of some lyrics.
Think you know me just a little too well,
you don't have to ask when you can already tell,
something ain't quite right,
if the wind blows, will I see you tonight?
I can see it in your face,
when you tell me, you might end up at my place,
the winds will blow you where they may,
and I can't go with you, but I can't stand to stay.
So I'll write another verse for you,
hoping you still feel the way that I do,
I gotta know whats going on,
when these times apart, well they always feel too long.
And I can see it in your face,
when you tell me, you might end up at my place,
the winds will blow you where they may,
and I can't go with you, but I can't stand to stay.
You make it so hard to say goodbye,
like you'd do anything, just to see me cry,
so I hold my breath as I walk away,
and when I turn around, I still see you wave.
I don't know if things will change,
but I don't wanna go on, living life this way,
so I'll tell you from the start,
there may be others, but you're the one who has my heart.
Baby, you're the one who has my heart.
On a side note, Rob told me that he noticed that I've been losing weight today. Tight.
you don't have to ask when you can already tell,
something ain't quite right,
if the wind blows, will I see you tonight?
I can see it in your face,
when you tell me, you might end up at my place,
the winds will blow you where they may,
and I can't go with you, but I can't stand to stay.
So I'll write another verse for you,
hoping you still feel the way that I do,
I gotta know whats going on,
when these times apart, well they always feel too long.
And I can see it in your face,
when you tell me, you might end up at my place,
the winds will blow you where they may,
and I can't go with you, but I can't stand to stay.
You make it so hard to say goodbye,
like you'd do anything, just to see me cry,
so I hold my breath as I walk away,
and when I turn around, I still see you wave.
I don't know if things will change,
but I don't wanna go on, living life this way,
so I'll tell you from the start,
there may be others, but you're the one who has my heart.
Baby, you're the one who has my heart.
On a side note, Rob told me that he noticed that I've been losing weight today. Tight.
Monday, October 20, 2008
It Might Have Been C#...
I started to write a song for you today, but when I went to sing all that came out were orgasm noises.
I miss you.
I miss you.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Pinkie Swear?
If I told you that you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen you'd probably think I was weird.
So I guess I just won't tell you.
So I guess I just won't tell you.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Pillow Talk
I made my bed today. It was the first time I've moved my pillows since you left.
It was sad to see them laying so close together and half on top of each other, only to put them where they are "supposed" to be.
If I put them back where they were I hope they still feel the same.
It was sad to see them laying so close together and half on top of each other, only to put them where they are "supposed" to be.
If I put them back where they were I hope they still feel the same.
Letters I Don't Intend To Send
Hi.
I do not like you anymore. No longer do I wish to contact you in any way, shape, or form.
I can't masturbate anymore. When I masturbate I think about having sex with you, and that makes masturbating seem like a waste of time.
I am going to delete all my pictures of you. When I see them I remember what it was like to see you, and I don't want to see anything else.
Furthermore, I am going to burn all of the books that you either gave me or prompted me to steal. When I read them I remember things you told me, and I do not find anything else interesting.
So I must cut myself off from you entirely. It's for my own mental health.
Until Something Changes,
Sasha B1
I do not like you anymore. No longer do I wish to contact you in any way, shape, or form.
I can't masturbate anymore. When I masturbate I think about having sex with you, and that makes masturbating seem like a waste of time.
I am going to delete all my pictures of you. When I see them I remember what it was like to see you, and I don't want to see anything else.
Furthermore, I am going to burn all of the books that you either gave me or prompted me to steal. When I read them I remember things you told me, and I do not find anything else interesting.
So I must cut myself off from you entirely. It's for my own mental health.
Until Something Changes,
Sasha B1
Bitchfuck.
i ran into him today
(that asshole)
he looked really good
(what a prick)
i was in the middle of a bike ride
(as always)
so i was sweaty & i looked like shit.
he told me i looked way different
(duh)
& i wanted to say,
"THATS BECAUSE ITS BEEN OVER A YEAR SINCE YOU DISSAPEARED ON ME, FUCKFACE, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THAT DID TO MY BRAIN?!?"
but i thought that might sound psychotic
so instead i said,
"i like what you've done with your hair."
On a side note, I found out that David Campos takes his dog to our daycare.
Vote for David Campos.
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