here we go, bitch sesssion

seriously, grow the fuck up and get the fuck out patricia, nawful and sufyan.
patricia and nawful, youre both in your fucking thirties, combined make more money than my dad and you're living with us? are you fucking serious?
and THEN you continously cry poor?
please motherfucker, if you would stop going out every weekend and spend hundreds of dollars on poker machines then you'd have money. live on the street for all i give a shit anymore, honestly.
oh and pat darling, don't fucking get shitty with me you whore, for your own mistakes. get your fucking shit together and get out of my face. i bet you later on you're going to try and have a d&m with me and whine that everyone is on your back and against you, and well.. thats because we are. seriously. GROW UP, STOP FUCKING WHINGING. lifes not fair, get the fuck used to it. nobody cares anymore.
nawful, you've always annoyed the blood out of me. i swear to god if you dare come near me and try to ask me why i made your wife mad, i'll fucking throw you into the sun. not dealing with YOUR shit, you stupid piece of it. and stop doing illegal things or i'll report you. cunt.
sufyan, you're so annoying. get the hell out of my room and get proper friends if they keep fucking pulling out on you in going out and getting an apartment.
to be honest i don't care HOW you all go, just leave!

and the rest of the human population, stop trying to use my weaknesses against me and make me feel bad in order to get something you want.
because its not going to work anymore and i'm sick of everyone too.
i miss spencer. oh my god i can't believe how much i miss spencer. i want to cry.
i'm over all of this depressive shit. i really am, i'm fed up with everything and everyone and i want zero effort put into whatever i do.
i'm not bothered with school, friends, or family. disappear

disappear
disappear
disappear.

i want to go somewhere isolated and live out the rest of my live away from everyone, oh i do.

i dont think anyone is going to read this. oh well, what the fuck ever. lets just brush it off and pretend you don't exist, k??
remember i'm a human too, i can't be your lifeboats all the fucking time. though i suppose i did bring this upon myself as much as anyone else, it was my fault of being open and nice in the first place. hahahahahhahahha not making that mistake again

heathen, heathen,

i'm not leavennn!

anyway. well, on the way home from angelicas i was thinking about stuff to write for this blog. in the church, being forced to sit through my sisters holy communion ceremony i was thinking about ze blog. on the way home, in the shower, eating breakfast at 1pm, i was thinking about what to write. in the past hour or so i've been thinking about what to write. so i open up the page and click create post, and like water down a drain.. there goes everything i spent the last 7 hours thinking about.

i have everything i want to write about deep in my chest, i can literally feel it all swirl and curl up and around the other, waiting to be converted into tangible form but i just can't do it today, and i don't know why.
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if you'll be my star, i'll be your sky
you can hide underneath me and come out at night
when i turn jetblack, and you show off your light,
i live to let you shine

you can skyrocket away from me,
and never come back if you
find another galaxy far from here,
with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by

if you be my boat, i'll be your sea
a depth of pure blue just to probe curiousity
ebbing and flowing and pushed by the breeze
i live to make you free;

but you can set sail to the west if you want to
and pass the horizon til i cant even see you
far from here where the beaches are wide
just leave me your wake to remember you by.

if you'll be my star, i'll be your sky
you can hide underneath me and come out at night
when i turn jetblack, and you show off your light,
i live to let you shine

but you can skyrocket away from me,
and never come back if you
find another galaxy far from here,
with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by

stardust; to remember you by.

myspace.com/gregoryandthehawk

hmm.

i felt you in my legs before i ever met you
and when i laid beside you for the first time i told you
i feel you in my heart and i dont even know you
and now we're saying bye, goodbye
i was nineteen, calling.
i felt you in my life before i ever thought to
and i feel the need to lay down beside you and tell you
i feel you in my heart and i dont even know you
and now we're saying bye, goodbye
i was nineteen, calling.
flew back home back to where we met,
i stayed inside i was so upset
i cooked up a plan, so good except
i was all alone, you were all i had
love you, you were all mine
love me, i was yours right?

i was yours, right?