How the hell do you get over someone? I’m never going to see him ever again (well most likely) but now he’s all I think about! I had a period of time when I was over him when I never thought about him but that periods over and he drifts into my thoughts on a daily basis.
Can anyone tell me how to get over someone you can’t stop thinking about?
I can’t help but think about him everyday. I’m forced into the same classes as him. I sit next to him in both of those classes and we pass by each other countless times. I don’t know what to tell him, should I say that he makes my stomach do flips and puts a smile on my face whenever he walks through the door or passes by me. I wish I was brave enough to do so, but the truth is I’m scared to death. Scared to death that no matter what I say, it will never be enough.
Is I weird to be fixated on someone, like fixated on liking someone, when there is no chance that they will ever like you back? Is it weird to feel your heart race whenever they look or direction or breathe harder when they ask you a question? Because if it is then I must be really weird.
So its ten thirty on a school night and I’m on tumblr….go figure. Today was a seemingly uneventful day, I didn’t really do anything but people kept thinking that I was pissed at them. Id be talking and they’d stop me and say, are you okay you seem really angry, which in turn made me angry. Very frusterating.
Also my English class were being real dicks to our student teachers today, and we were playing a game, and they nearly ruined it for everyone. And this kid in my English class who didnt want to be in my group also really pissed me off because he was bitching about not wanting to be in our group the whole time, and then I realized if he wasnt in out group he would have been thrown out of the classroom because he would have been bitching about the teachers. So your welcome T.H.
I felt a little crazy today so I painted cut off my long nails, painted them bright green and just chopped my bangs. Dear Lord don’t let me screw up my hair (I don’t know what it looks like yet its still wet).
lol, you're telling me! i always get so excited when i meet a fellow fan:)
i would have to say either the robot with human pair pt 2, and uneasy hearts weigh the most! i always hate answering that question cause all dgd songs are just the bees-knees, lol. how about you?!
um…I like uneasy hearts as well and also And I told you i invented times new roman, blue dream, thug city, and elder goose
There are some people arguing outside of my house. I cant exactly hear what they are saying but I can definitly tell that they’re completley smashed. Slurring is the one thing that no one can hide if they’ve had a few drinks. Oh wait, I can make out a few words…”why would you do this,” (by the way this is definetly between a man and a woman) “who do you think you are.” Music is playing in the background as well, its loud, they must be screaming because their voices are so clear. I wish I knew where it was coming from to make a mental note, you know just incase.
Oh wait, it stopped, now I can hear more people a man (who is also intoxicated) is screaming now… he’s saying “get out, get out, get out” just repeating it over and over again. Now I hear and airplane, a jet to me more precise, its low and the sound of the screaming is drowned out by the sound of the jets engines flying over head. The airplane passed, there on my street, walking down to the end of the block, I wonder if they see my light, maybe I should turn it off, actually, I’m going to the sound is making me nervous and I’m a little scared.
Alright I turned to light off but now I hear fighting, a few ounches here and there thats all nothing serious. One time I heard this young girl, well she was in her early twenties, let out this awfull piercing sjriek of horror and later I saw the red and blue lights of the police cars pull up to take her away.
I hear someone running, he sounds young, he’s yelling “no, no, no, no” and repeating it just like the other man. “Someone else just screamed “what the f—- do you want me to do” and some other sick individual is encouraging them no doubt making boosting their ego as though the booze itself didn’t boost their ego alone.
The crickets chirp in the background, but are disrupted by the sound of a staring car and the wheels on the street as they hustle down the hill. Should I look outside my window to see where the comotion is coming from or will they see me and realize that I’ve heard to much? These are thing I think about a lot when I hear someone fighting during the early morning hours, usually between 1am and 3am, maybe I’ll take a peek.