The Burdens of Being Upright

Jan 31, 2002

when lovesick teenagers try to grow up too quickly and end up getting hurt by the one they put their trust in and then wake up and just have to smile at the perfection in grey pants

something i wrote last night: "A sudden realization of how much i miss you. flesh torn apart to reveal a wounded heart. i'm only fooling myself when i say i'm over you. if i say it enough will it become truth?... looking up at your beautiful searching eyes. tell me i'm beautiful again... bury my head in your chest and suddenly i'm not alone. sweet things from so far away. god i miss it... i cant help but lie awake and think of you. it kills me to know that you're thinking of her."

something from today: i see this guy on the way to my bus after school every day. i've never met him before but just seeing him makes me smile. he has this beautiful thick dark hair, i'd die happily if i could run my fingers through his hair just once. and today he was wearing grey pants... *sigh*... one of these days i'll be brave enough to smile or say hello..... god damn, i'm pathetic
posted by sarah 5:25 PM

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