When will I see you again?
You left with no Goodbye, not a single word was said.
No final kiss, to seal any sin.
I had no idea of the state we were in.
I know I have a fickle heart, and a bitterness, and a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head.
But don’t you remember? Don’t you remember?
The reason you loved me before.
Baby, please remember me once more.
the people here don’t think I can stand up for myself. Oh believe me mate, get on the wrong side of me and I can get nasty, just ask anyone who had the privilege of being on that side. I may not look all that. But if growing up on a council estate has taught me anything, it’s how to stand up to cunts. I’ve only resorted to physical violence once in my life because usually my mouth does everything for me. I dare either of you to say something to me, believe me you’ll regret that. There’s usually a reason why I initially hate someone, I should stick to my guns and believe I hate them, not try and give them second chances and what not.
The only people who have witnessed the “evil” side to me, are my family, my cousins, my old school friends, and the lads. Oh actually, the lads from Opal witnessed me taking my anger out on the wall last year but that was just timid really.
So PLEASE, I’m begging you, come at me, one of you is so flimsy and flaky I’d only have to say Boo and you’d probably go crying to someone. As for the other, I’ll just give you a reality check, you’ll soon be questioning your decisions in life and it may actually put things into perspective for you. I hate people, ignorance, and liars….watch your back.
DailyHoroscope for Scorpio
May 1 2012
“Any feelings of vengeance you are now harboring for someone who did you wrong will only harm you. As a Scorpio, you don’t like to let a good grudge go un-nurtured, and you do have a penchant for payback. But where has it ever gotten you? Any time you have sought revenge, you probably wound up without the feeling of fulfillment you thought you’d find. Instead, you probably just felt bad. Don’t fill your heart and your mind up now with feelings of anger toward someone who wronged you. There are far more important things that could occupy your time.”
True dat, I’m not one for revenge, just makes me feel bad.
A strange 5 mins of my life :s I was like being attacked and shouting no at them and telling them to get off me. I then I escaped but fell off a building…
…and then I was suddenly in Paul’s bedroom, took me like a minute to realise where I was and he was all like “what were those noises you were making? They were well weird”…huh? :s I literally closed my eyes for like 30 seconds or something. He also said he’s gonna get me sectioned :( aha. How strange though.
Such a long day. Up since 12 on Tuesday until 10:30am today doing work. Then a 2 hour nap and now it’s ni on 3am Thursday and I’m still up. Exhausted :(
Staples, Waitrose, Opal to put frozen food away, come back and put the rest of the shopping away, have dinner, watch the Chelsea match, go to the library and remain there until the interview’s done, interpreted it into codes, made a comparative piece, and 2500 words have been thrown together and printed and ready to hand in at Southbourne by 4pm tomorrow.
I sort of like having a plan. There will be a hella lot of tea drinking throughout the whole process.
Do I go Detonate on Friday? It’s £12 and I do love Plug…Camo and Krooked are headlining…DECENT! But do I really want to go to a D&B rave with people I barely know? It’ll be so awkward! But it’s for someone’s birthday and he considers us as friends even though I only speak to him on FB now and then and like bump into him now and then at raves. AWKWARD…but Camo and Krooked :(
We the people fight for our existence.
We don’t claim to be perfect but we’re free.
We dream our dreams alone with no resistance.
Fading like the stars we wish to be.
You know I didn’t mean what I just said.
But my God woke up on the wrong side of his bed, and it just don’t matter now…
‘Cause little by little,
We gave you everything you ever dreamed of.
Little by little,
The wheels of your life have slowly fallen off.
Little by little,
You have to give it all in all your life and all the time, I just asked myself why you’re really here.
True perfection has to be imperfect.
I know that that sounds foolish but it’s true.
The day has come and now you’ll have to accept.
The life inside your head we give to you.
What happened to my boho, hippy, carefree self. I miss it. I remember when I first met the group and they were all like, you’re this floaty bubble of happiness. They called me a hippy. Tbf, one of the first times I sat over a field with them, my shoes came off straight away, I made a daisy chain headband, sat under a tree, and played acoustic guitar.
That was me though. Uni has ruined that part of me aha. I’m going back to being boho/hippy…those days were good :)
Twenty five years I’m alive here still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination.
I realised quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means
And so I cry sometimes
When I’m lying in bed just to get it all out
What’s in my head
And I, I am feeling, a little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What’s going on?
And I say: HEY! yeah yeaaah, HEY yeah yea
I said hey, what’s going on?
And I say: HEY! yeah yeaaah, HEY yeah yea
I said hey, what’s going on?
ooh, ooh ooooooooooooooooh
ooh, ooh ooooooooooooooooh
And I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time, in this institution
And I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day.
For a revolution.
And so I cry sometimes
When I’m lying bed
Just to get it all out
What’s in my head
And I, I am feeling, a little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream from the top of my lungs
What’s going on?
And I say, hey yeah yeah hey hey, heey yeah yeah
I said hey, what’s going on?
And I say, hey yeah yeah hey hey, heey yeah yeah
I said hey, what’s going on?
And I say, hey yeah yeah hey hey, heey yeah yeah
I said hey, what’s going on?
And I say, hey yeah yeah hey hey, heey yeah yeah
I said hey, what’s going on?
ooh, ooh ooooooooooooooooh ooooooooooooooooh
Twenty-five years I’m alive here still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination.
You actually make my skin crawl when you’re in the same room. Eurgh.
And not in the “you worm your way around” context, in the “you give me the creeps” sort of context.
