So Andrea, Roman, and I thought of some rad band names.
D.I.C.K = Dirty Insomniacs Craving Kit-Kats.
2Kids And A Sidewalk.
Lightheaded Pixiestick Sniffers.
Bums With Mice.
Bums Selling Merchandise.
Electric Suspenders.
Coffee Shop Admirers.
Feathered Donkey Shoes.
Yellow Bath Water.
Pool Bubbles.
Big Nosed Marvin.
Bicycle Stealers.
Milk In A Bag.
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How hard is it to walk into a door you just walked out of? Your regrets mean nothing right now. Your heartache can't change a thing. So you sit in your room crying your eyes out. Can't eat can't sleep can't live without you. You look at the clock, how long since you've gotten a wink of sleep? The outside world is shut off you don't know wether it's night or day. You blame yourself for what has happened. Find it easier to say it's your fault than to believe someone you care about would betray you like this.There is now a hole where your heart once was. Everything I hear, see, feel, eat, do reminds me of you. How you could tell me you care and do this to me is frightening. Is this what love does to someone? Why did I ever start believing that love could exist between two people? This is hurt not love. Both four letter words. So many times I heard that everything would be ok. So many time I wanted to believe that. I knew deep down inside that things would not be ok. I'm only 18, I sit and wonder what the hell more could I possibly experience in life. I hope that it's all a happy trail from here on. I've known nothing but heartache and pain in these 18 years. I've lost family and friends. I've lost a part of me. I've been confused most my years on this earth. I cry out to this supposed "god". I ask him why must I suffer? What have I done? Nothing more than love all the wrong people in life.
