Don’t be so quick to judge, you only see what I choose to show
Monday, August 30, 2010
whatever
Sunday, August 29, 2010
chasing the end of 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
teenage dirtbag
Sunday, August 22, 2010
my mardy bum
Well now then Mardy Bum
I've seen your frown
And it's like looking down the barrel of a gun
And it goes off
And out come all these words
Oh there's a very pleasant side to you
A side I much prefer
It's one that laughs and jokes around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was all up, up and away
Oh, but it's right hard to remember, yeah
On a day like today when you're all argumentative
And you've got the face on
I've seen your frown
And it's like looking down the barrel of a gun
And it goes off
And out come all these words
Oh there's a very pleasant side to you
A side I much prefer
It's one that laughs and jokes around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was all up, up and away
Oh, but it's right hard to remember, yeah
On a day like today when you're all argumentative
And you've got the face on
Saturday, August 21, 2010
naive fuckerssss
I'm not usually one to complain about parents,
because i know all parents in some way can't always get it right.
i just wish sometimes they didn't view us like we are the biggest naive fucks in the world.
They may have more life experience,
but that doesn't mean our experience is completely fucken insignificant.
It almost seems that they want the best for us,
but in the process get the very worse.
But i guess thats life.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
overrated
Being a teenager is vastly overrated. We all make mistakes, we are stubborn and we couldn’t give two shits what our parents think, we hate school, we cause shit, we fight, we love, we cry, we give up on believing in a higher power. We’re all fucked up and thats the truth, we all come from dysfunctional families, because no family is perfect; we say things that we don’t mean, we yell, we scream, we get broken hearts, we get drunk, we have sex. Grades don’t mean a thing anymore, we live on quotes and music that describe our lives and most importantly we are tired. We are tired of waking up each morning and having to go to school where we see the people we hate or the people we love, we get tired of waiting for the text message that’s not going to come and we get tired of pretending we’re fine.
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