i saw her at the mall yesterday. my mom and i went to valley view. we went to victoria's to check out the semi-annual sale and my mom turned around and said "hey look who's working" i didn't go over, but my mom did. i left the store as soon as i saw her, i had told my mom that i'd wait for her outside. *rolls eyes* whatever i found out that i had a couple of backstabbing friends.............bitches A

i don't wanna go another day so i'm telling you exactly what is on my mind seems like everybody is breaking up and throwing their love away but i know i got a good thing right here that's why i say.... nobodys gonna love me better, imma stick with you forever nobodys gonna take me higher, imma stick with you you know how to appreciate me, imma stick with you, my baby nodoby ever made me feel this way, imma stick with you kljsdfonlkasdjfklj sidfjlkans olaksdlf iulajsldkfj oialsfj asjelfkjlaksjdoij asldjflkjoaishdf hahahahahahahaha i'm in a good mood today!!! MUUUAAAHHHH

i'm a prisoner of words unsaid just lonely feelings locked away in my head i trap myself further every time i stay quiet i should start to speak but i stop and stay silent and now i've made my own hard bed inside a prison of words unsaid i am a P.O.W. not a prisoner of war a prisoner of words like a soldier i'm a fighter yet only a puppet mostly i only say what you wanna hear could you take it if i came clear? or would you rather see me stoned on a drug of complacency and compromise M.I.A. I guess that's what i am scraping this cold earth for a piece of myself for peace in myself it'd be easier if you put me in jail if you locked me away i'd have someone to blame but these bars of steel are of my making they surround my mind and have me shaking my hands are cuffed behind my back i'm a prisoner of the worst kind in fact a prisoner of compromise a prisoner of compassion a prisoner of kindness a prisoner of expectation a prisoner of my youth run too fast to be old i've forgotten what i was told ain't i a sight to behold? a prisoner of age dying to be young to my head is my hand with a gun and its cold and its hard cause there's no where to run when you've caged yourself by holding your tongue i'm a prisoner of words unsaid just lonely feelings locked away in my head it's like solitary confinment every time i stay quiet i should start to speak but i stop and stay silent and now i've made my own hard bed inside a prison of words unsaid -Alicia Keys- wow....

i don't even know what to say, its been a really long time and a lot has happened. i don't want to write about it tho. i feel like i've moved on from a lot of things, i left certain things behind, and it has made me feel better. i've grown, i know its been like 2 months since i've been here, but i've grown in that time, i know i have. i've come to new realizations and in a way i feel good that i've come to terms with them. there is so much i want to say, i just don't know how to put it into words, so i'll just leave it alone, i guess that just means i'm not supposed to write what i want to say or i might hurt or offend someone. oh well, maybe next time.