Zilirific
If I’m lost at sea,
Tell my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother,
My friends and my foes, and all my past lovers,
That I will miss them so.
But lord, I had to go.
Sorrows, to the sea,
We’re headed to nowhere, but nowhere is somewhere to me.
Take these broken things,
Turn them to something, but please don’t follow me.
If I’m lost at sea,
Tell my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother,
My friends and my foes, and all my past lovers,
That I will miss them so.
But lord, I had to go.
Imagine emotion that moves like the ocean,
You’re mind is the current that moves with the notion.
And everyone, everywhere,
Is taking their time, but going nowhere.
I can’t live my life on their time,
I just had to run, away.
If I’m lost at sea,
Tell my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother,
My friends and my foes, and all my past lovers,
That I will miss them so.
But lord, I had to go.
September 2011
bleh.
ugh.
screw.
life.
Time doesn’t make anything better. Doing something makes things better. Doing nothing doesn’t do anything.
DONE.
WINNING.
I’m currently working on a paper for Biology Lab.
Great.
I litearally, have 12 tabs open right all about Breast Cancer research. I seriously, want to die. So much highlighting. Biology 102 lab is the biggest bullshit ever. I better get a 100 on this.
Brightside?
I really find this stuff interesting. When I’m done I think I’ll post my paper on here.
Well..good chunks anyway.
-Bloodshot eyes.
Went to bed at 2, woke up at 6:30 to study.
First thing I noticed..no more air. I thought it was just Mango had turned it off.
Got out, grabbed shit and bounced..as soon as I walked in the hall. I flipped shit..
I feel like I was in a Zombie Post Apocalypse. The lights were dimmed..half the lights weren’t working there was buzzing and I heard a RANDOM phone ringing..I don’t even know where it’s coming from.
Walk into lobby..and everything is dark and creepy. Preston had lost power and it was scary.
Great Start. Now to memorize stupid stuff for Dance.
Why am i sucking at life.
Got up at four last night, dying of thirst. Got my glass of water. Lost my balance all the sudden. Sat on my bedroom floor to drink it. Succeeded in dumping half of it down my shirt. Went back to bed.
I’m sowwy.
The worst poison is the belief in one’s own excuses. I’m afraid I’ve overdosed.
lies. you are amazing.
