chippin' around...

kick my brains round the floor. these are the days it never rains but it pours. it's the terror of knowing what this world is about. watching some good friends scream, "let me out!" pray tomorrow takes me higher.
turned away from it all like a blind man. sat on a fence but it don't work. keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn. insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking. can't we give ourselves one more chance? why can't we give love that one more chance? cause love's such an old fashioned word, and love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night, and love dares you to change our ways of caring about ourselves.
this is our last dance.
this is ourselves under pressure.


i love that song. it's been on repeat [the MCR and Used version] for a while now.
i've feeling so dead lately. i don't know why. i just don't have the energy or motive to do anything anymore. going to concerts alone really demonstrates the lack of friends one has. so does having a sleep over with two best friends. they were nothing but nice, cause they're your friends too. but still. it demonstrates.
urg. i think im getting sick.
mother fucker.
i don't want to go on this retreat next week. it's going to demonstrate it even more.
ahhhhh i don't even know anymore. i'm so tired. *falls asleep on laptop*