Being home alone on a Saturday night sucks. My plans have fallen through. I don't know anyone to go out with. I have no idea where to go. I'm bored and sad and my head hurts. I just got a phone call that made me so mad I was crying and my face got all hot and red. I do not have Demi Moore's ability to look good while crying. Guess I'm lucky it was a phone call.
I want to dance till I'm exhausted. I want to drink till I'm numb. I want to scream till my throat bleeds. I want be comforted. I want to fight. I want to dream; I don't want to sleep. Tomorrow will be better. Today sucks ass.
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