Zach has a girlfriend.
What the FUCK.
That's what you get for yelling at her
Just because she wants some scraps
or attention
she's just a cat
she knows no better
and now
she lies at your feet
dying.
i will not make you say sorry
for all those things you've done
as i did with our poor dog
but i hope you feel it
feel the regret and mourn for her
more than anyone.
She stayed up all hours of the night reading, crying and lying on the hardwood floor.
She woke up late.
She's prettier after a night of tears being shed.
Sometimes.
She went to school in a bad mood.
Smiled that fake fucked up smile.
Finally had it with geometry
and the whole "being ignored" situation.
Walked back from band alone
Violated more in tech lit.
Saw hedgehog. Aww. so cute.
Ryan gives amazing hugs,
even if he is a head shorter.
Walked home.
In a bad mood.
Last session of therapy.
Wasn't worth the money this time.
Didn't know what to expect.
Received a hug.
A hug that meant something.
It was new.
Finished homework and had sushi.
Yum.
Went to the German Show.
Cute guy was there.
He smiled again.
Got a ride home with Matt.
Mom got angry about that.
Called her a selfish bitch.
How was she to know the cat was almost
dead?
She sat on the floor,
bawling her eyes out
for everything ever said
and done
to poor sam.
still crying.
not going to read the biology assignment.
not going to study for the poetry terms quiz.
onomatopoeia.
she can spell it.
good enough.
"My eyes burn from my make-up as I rub the tears away.
My pillow will soon be drenched in salty tears and I will be too tired to wake up from this nightmare.
I won't even bother telling Skylar & Tara & allow them to ridicule me for being so stupid. How could I let this happen twice? I mean, once, OK, but TWICE? No. Not acceptable.
I will not tell my therapist.
I will never allow myself to trust anyone as I once did.
My stomach is in pain & I can see my insides twisting. Squeezing.
It's so dark. Only the light from my Ipod."
She really dislikes Skylar's sister.
i like your header quote. didn’t see it before.
“. . . as if, in some far country unattainable to mortal men, she were, at last, waltzing with the dark, red-caped prince. . .â€
but why a prince? why not a friend on a park bench and a shared cigarette as the sun comes up?
-matt
-matt