title you :]

i think i like hitting random people up because i`m bored.
it makes me laugh, hahaha.
<333

i`ll be your corner stone of shock therapy and new management.

speaking as you, means me.
i`ve got dirty laundry.
metaphorically speaking, along with the truth.
so i should do the laundry.
i`m to lazy for both though..


talking to old flings,
making me smile today.
ha, crazy bitch.
missing him a little.
late night chats and all.

I CAN`T WAIT TO DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY TONITE!
i hope we do end up going, it`ll be a nice change.
skummy bitches paint this floor gold tonite.

i laughed a lot yesterday, it was a little out of the ordinary.
only because there was nothing to laugh at...
like i was laughing at myself.
i made pretty much no sense.
hahaha...

i`m listening to my ring tones right now, only because my cd player is broken!!
grr.. i`ve gotta get a new one.

one more month till the concert!!
go me...

- jaK

make up smears with overcast.

i haven`t posted here in a while, i miss it <3

curled up in my favorite cheetah blanket.
starving for attention.
hating the kind i get.
loving each inch that i don`t.
clearly speaking for yourself.
screw my impression on being kind hearted.
fucking playing the rules,
i`m cheating all the games.
say your true feelings backwards right?
fuck my excuse for an answer.
i`ve only got questions to spit.
answering questions with questioning answers.
say what?
stepping on heart ache,
smiling at lonlyness.
content in the position i`ve set myself in.
only getting yourself so far,
you`re the only one getting you there though.
my minds thinks backwards,
and is always ahead of my fingers.
now you`ve written it.
truth behind the mask of false advertisement.
suck it up,
you`ll see whatever it is you feel to believe.
been counting in minutes, instead of numbers.
gimmy seven minutes to love you, i`ll take three to forget you.
easy as cutting names into hearts.

i miss my old inspiration, picking up on new ones i guess.

- jaK

me vs. myself

if i ever had to explain why i never write highly of myself, i doubt i could do it. i`m not entirely sure. maybe because the girl i see is different then what others do. it`s kinda like going the wrong way down a one way street. you`ll never be right. sometimes i feel like i`ll never be right when it comes to myself. everyone wants to tell me that i`m something different. kinda like my opinion is always wrong. i wonder, because i`m me. only i would no. so i`m sure my opinion is held a little more accountable then yours.
i wish i could find someone, kinda like me. someone that nobody quiet understands. someone everyone thinks they have figured out, but in retrospect have no idea. they only think what they see. maybe we`d get each other, our feelings could be mutual.

me vs. me.
bitchy yet an awakening attitude,
you`ve held the world on your shoulders, and you`ll turn your back on it.
seems like you`ve never cared when it came to that.
you belong in your mind, certain things shouldn`t be said.
you always find a way though.
if a conscience could be purchased i say you should be first in line.
a touch cynical, and overly high strung.
you over-react any chance you get.
and any slight piece of misery, you take it.
it makes you content.
you both have a mutual love for each other.
maybe the only one who`ll ever truly love you.
you walk with a smile and a handful of laughs,
i guess smiling through the pain makes it a lot easier.
kinda like an alter ego.
it`s better to have two sides.
you`ve learned how to keep them separate.
keep in mind you`ll always hold your head high.

" you love to find peoples buttons, and push them. "

just another piece that makes you tick.

with all the more i could say, we`ll leave it at that. . .

i take lonlyness in large doses.

give me a pill, make it go away for the night.

be mine for one more night.

if i could go back, i`d ask them all why they left.
i may have said my own goodbyes, but it was always to save myself.
in my mind i always knew it was goodbye.
sooner never later.
figured if i let go first, it would save me.

there`s no way to save me now...

should people give up on me? or loosen up and try a personality on for size?

i wish there was an easier way to let go.
like giving up on her.
forgetting that part forever.
i somewhat hate myself.
parts of me that is....

wish loving me was that easy.
not only in my case, but for others.

i think all my stars died a long time ago.
maybe i`m just wishing on black holes.
nothings ever been stable for me, i think that`s why nothing comes out right.
all i know is chaos.
deep down inside i`m sure i love it.
almost like needing it to breath.

i`m guessing you`ll all leave sooner or later.