So, you wont take me to homecoming. I don't mind that. You don't want to go to homecoming with me... That's fine. But when you suddenly wish you could go when you find out that there's alcohol involved... I get hurt. I'm hurt. I don't need to feel this pain.
I just feel... sort of like a burden. I'm a burden on you, aren't I? A weight on your heart that you could do without. I mean, hey, you have alcohol, right? You don't need me...
Come break me down.
I guess I'll just go and cry now. I hope I don't look too shitty at homecoming tonight. I hope I don't bring too many people down.
********, I'm so ******** depressed.
siriustoast · Sat Sep 23, 2006 @ 09:57pm · 0 Comments |