Circe (painisbeauty666) wrote,
Circe
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hearts and thoughts they fade

so i did NOT want to be alive when i woke up this morning...so i didnt get to school until early in 2nd block where i had chem...
chem-took a tested...aced it or failed it...im hoping for the former of the two =\...and then i finished the snowflake...maze...thing...and then i highlighted it =) yay for being highlighter happy!
lunch-talked to scott at the beginning but i had to go to english and turn in my paper and figure out what i missed...then i found alex and talked to him for awhile...then we went up to the theater lobby where there was luke n brendan n brett n melissa n just generally crazy people...and brett had a poptart...and it was old and moldy and scary like...and brett was smacking people with it...and brendan killed it...and then put some of it down bretts shirt...and they were throwing it...and me and melissa almost got caught in the crossfire...and melissa showed me a random ass movie of people...and then the camera flicked me off >_< haha...but yeah...luke was friendly today...yay pendulum!!!
gym-didnt do much...weight lifted...almost got hit in the face with a medicine ball...played knockout...hit chris in the stomach with a basketball...hard...he deserved it...that boy is such an ass sometimes and no one ever puts him in his place...so i did the honors...and didnt feel a bit guilty =)
history-roman[sp?] thought me n brendan were a cute couple...but i doubt roman would know...has he ever gotten any?...oh...and i stole bretts mouse pad =)...and hit brendan with it repetidely[sp to the max]
after-mmm...absolutely nothing


i hate it when like...one day someone completely avoids u and ignores u...and the next is all friendly like nothing was ever wrong...and one factor changed which is possibly just coincidental...but still a possible and now that i think about it probable factor




once divided...nothing left to subtract...
some words when spoken...can't be taken back...
walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking...
future's above...but in the past he's slow and sinking...
caught a bolt 'a lightnin'...cursed the day he let it go...
nothingman...
nothingman...
isn't it something?
nothingman...
she once believed...in every story he had to tell...
one day she stiffened...took the other side...
empty stares...from each corner of a shared prison cell...
one just escapes...one's left inside the well...
and he who forgets...will be destined to remember...
nothingman...
nothingman...
isn't it something?
nothingman...
oh, she don't want him...
oh, she won't feed him...after he's flown away...
oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun...
burn...burn...
nothingman...
nothingman...
isn't it something?
nothingman...
nothingman...
coulda' been something...
nothingman...
oh...ohh...ohh...



and another little side note...i wish we[or i guess more "i"] could pretend it never happened...and just be normal friends who act like friends and talk and laugh and don't feel akward or uncertain[the akward and uncertain part im 99% sure is i not we]...just...gah...i wish i could forget it happened...or convince myself it didnt...or...something
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but i cant.
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