Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Processed Essence of Nostalgic Thoughts

^ title of the song I'm listening to that I made myself. Kinda chaotic but relaxing at the same time. And it lets me think. Kind of what I was going for. Lol.

So, um. Up and down day/last night. My half-uncle (Radley's dad's brother) wanted me to stay with them because it was so much cooler at their house, since our A/C has been fucking up so bad. But I kept telling him no because I wanted to go home and talk to my NZ friend.
Then my real uncle got pissed off at me because I was tired and didn't want to get up from the couch just so his short ass could give me a worthless hug. This uncle managed to be a fucking crybaby about it and brought it up this morning at 10 AM, when I was barely waking up. I got a text from him: "You really hurt my feelings last night"
Goddamn someone was ON THEIR MANPERIOD. -facedesk-

And then I tried to get a hold of an old friend... I dunno, I'm over what all happened. Those stupid dreams stopped happening and I didn't get as emo as often. So I figured if I tried to play it off as "I'm okay, come talk now?" she'd finally say something. I'unno, I just... really miss her. It would make my life a million times greater if I had her to talk to, after all these months of just one person that I had to conform to. (no offense, love)

Just... come on. We can act like it never happened, I've forgiven you, and I'm sorry too. I look back on how I treated you and I felt stupid. REALLY stupid. I never meant to be that way, I just didn't... think. But I really want you to come back to me.
Y'know, like that Cherry Poppin' Daddies song... Come back to meeee! Eh? Eh?
Ehhhh it ain't the same without the canned laughter.

Well, um... love you. Miss you. I'll wear that collar today.

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