not ready to make nice - dixie chicks.

it's a sad, sad story when a mother will teach her daughter that she outta hate a perfect stranger.

and how in the world can the words that i said, send somebody so over the edge that they'd write me a letter, saying that i better "shut up and sing or my life will be over." ♥

dixie chicks.

mixed feelings.

i'm feeling really weird.

i feel misplaced, misguided, unwanted, not needed, unhelpful, depressed, confused, sick, hateful, sorry, bitchy.  and i don't know what to do with these feelings.  lord help me.

depressing music hasn't made it much better, infact, i think it made things worse.  i think it started me off the long cycle of thinking.

now i have a whole night of that to do.  i think i might take a notebook and pen up to bed with me and write my way through it.

my tie's lying in the bowl on the table on top of my maths homework, i'm staring at it every so often for some unknown reason.  i'm meant to be getting a glass of water, but that's not happening right now.

my phones flashing telling me it's dying, i too feel the same way.  wish i could just switch off the way it does.  my confusion is making me feel tired, but you and i both know i won't sleep.
i'll lie awake, and when i shut my eyes see the horrific dreams that haunt me day and night.


i was quite horrible to daniel before, he could tell there was something wrong and he asked, i wouldn't tell him.  i know it would have been worse if i did.

love.

love is the most precious of gifts.


source unknown.  but it is so true.  and lots of us don't realize it.


most of us abuse the word love we say we know what it means, but do we really?


we use the term I Love You lots.  But half of us don't know the real meaning.
Boys use girls, tell them they love them and then breaking there heart with another girl and the girl is stupid enough to believe the lies and it happens again and again.
But I'm not saying it's just guys.

redheaded girl.

you ever get that feeling that someone you love doesn't love you back?
did you ever get the feeling that someone was resenting you but not mentioning it to you?  that they were just playing along to your story and laughing at your mistakes around your back?
that's what the girl in this feels like.  only, there's a slight difference.


redheaded?:


Your all wrapped up in your own little world;
You don't understand a thing;
And when the tears escape;
You can't know that i'm too far gone.

You'll never see that my life's falling apart at the seams;
And i'm lying in the ashes;
Tears drying along my face;
And my brokensmile lies next to me...

You can't ever feel what i feel;
You can't ever know what I know;
And you can't ever know me...

The pain that i'm surviving;
I have no idea how;
I could quite easily just lie here;
And burn to death you know;
Like you'd care at all.

You can't ever know what I feel;
You can't ever know what I know;
(I'm too far gone)
And you can't ever know me;
(For all that I am)
Just a girl that's lost her place in the world.

Call me coldhearted;
Like I really care;
All you see is a redhead that's sitting there;
You don't see the real me;
(The one that you should know)
How can I blame you from running away from what I am.

You can't ever know what I feel'
You can't ever know what I know;
(I'm too far gone)
And you can't ever know me;
(For all that I am)
Just a girl that's lost her place in the world.
Just a redheaded girl;
That's lost her place in the world...




[song via me, Nikky]

mazzzzzzzzzzzzz<3

i'm helping maz with homework.  sounds totally insane doesn't it?  me doing homework.  voluntarily... weird.
she totally needs to relax, she's overworking herself and she can't expect to get anything done that way.  she needs to take a few minutes to breathe.


henry viii is so gay.  if he could read this now i would totally tell him he's a sadistic, fat idiot.




it's not even my homework!

oops.

reading my last few posts i've noticed that my mood changes.  alot.  frequently.   sorry if you read all that shit below this. :)

life is just too complicated =|

words don't work anymore.