when you ask

if there's someone i hate i say no,
because if i find someone so disgusting and obnoxious, then i wouldnt waste my time hating them
i'd avoid them

i just want to be surrounded by people like me
not people like you
and thats probably the most childish aspect about me.

My brother can play Great Gig in the Sky by Pink Floyd by the way
bye

Another thing,

"You should have the opportunity to be more than one person with different people - because you have that within you. It's not like you're faking it. If everyone knows you so well and can always get a hold of you, then you're stuck to this thing that people think you are. You should have the opportunity to reinvent yourself. Because you do. Naturally."

For inspiration.
Summer's such a void, i need the new like a drug
NEW PEOPLE BLANK SLATES
people i have no idea about except my pre-concieved notions and assumptions based on the way they dress and behave............an enviroment so sharp and so sleepy at the same time but so new it doesn't matter. All this is beside the point compared to the fact that
I NEED SOMEONE TO PROVE ME WRONG
I need someone to teach me and I need someone to put me in my place.
Someone to learn about
someone to make me question

someone who gets it

Genius

Shining like a work of art
Hanging on a wall of stars
Are you what I think you are?

You're my satellite
You're riding with me tonight
Passenger side, lighting the sky
Always the first star that I find
You're my satellite

Elevator to the moon
Whistling our favorite tune
Trying to get a closer view

You're my satellite
You're riding with me tonight
Passenger side, lighting the sky
Always the first star that I find
You're my satellite

Maybe you will always be
Just a little out of reach

You're my satellite
You're riding with me tonight
Passenger side, lighting the sky
Always the first star that I find
You're my satellite
You're my satellite
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guster

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simple statements slow thoughts and swiftly suddenly sing so silent so true

kill me

I'm at Jeff's house

it's the beginning of June....... i got out of school only ten days ago?
it feels like the past. distant. it feels like just memories, not just ten days ago.

Jeff IS THE ONLY PERSON I KNOW WHO CAN BE THIS FUCKING ANNOYING WITH A GUITAR.
If it's not "the tide is high but im holding on" it's that girl from steph's soccer team who mutilated this boy's music taste for the rest of his life. singing about popsicles and red pants and rollar skates, any other irritating theme that's irrelevant to everything. He annoys me so thouroughly and intentionally I want to cry

and i almost did 8 minutes ago

he's singing the red pants song.......................this is all just the effort to get me to explode with rage at him, then i can break his 567973t5578893266498368 dollar guitar his parents bought him.............and then he can bitch at me about how he wasnt doing anything....................he so deserves it. this laptop has like 10 minutes of battery power.

bye!