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Sunday, October 31, 2004

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Homecoming was alright, kind of dumb, but it always is. I had fun with some people, but I am not a dancer, no sense pretending. I was with whom I wanted to be, even if it was brief, it made the event. Afterwards was fun to an extent, the kids I was with were fine, but some douche got under my skin. I just wanted to hit him in the throat and kick his ass back to Nebraska, or Kentucky, or California, or wherever the fuck came from.
Maybe I'm too tense. But I have done plenty of relaxing lately, maybe too much. I feel anxious, I feel like I need to do something, and I want to, but I can?t do it today. It would be weird, I let my thoughts do too much talking.
I think about quitting a lot. That means everything, quit smoking, quit thinking, quit school, quit lying, quit keeping things to myself, just quit.
I woke up today and started thinking. You never know what will happen unless you take action. I feel like I?m the one who doesn?t take the risks to be happy. I don?t know what I need to do, I have to figure it out for myself.
I need to keep myself busy, stop waiting for the call that isn?t coming. Ever feel like you drank all night, but you wake up without the headache, without the smell, just lingering feeling..the question, where you don?t really know what happened. I?m just in a haze, a lot is unclear to me today. I don?t want to end this entry, I want to write all day, I want to keep the music playing and just write about my life, I have plenty of thoughts but my fingers can?t keep up. Just stop while you are ahead I suppose. I guess this is what you call down.

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