Thursday, October 10, 2002

I need to write

First of all, let me say that I love Saska. She is so wonderful. As little as she and I talk and for as little time as we've known each other, I feel like she knows me more than anyone else. Isn't it nice to have a best friend? To bad she lives in Houston.

Becky is still leading me about in circles. I told her today that she had to pick Amy or me. Period. I think she got the point, or at least I hope so.

I'm feeling almost sick right now, though not physically. Some shit went down in athletics in the past week and a group of friends has been blown apart. Blown apart because the coaches decided to preach religion and morals to a group of girls. They called mommies and daddies. The girls aren't allowed to talk to each other, to see each other, to spend time with each other. One girl was forced to go infront of her church, repent, ask for forgivness and apologize. Friendships of 10 years have been torn apart in three days. What did they do? What can someone do that is horrible enough to deserve that??????

They kissed girls.

It makes me feel sick. I don't really know how to react. I'm not best friends with any of them, just mild friends. Girls like us group together, it makes life easier. Even though I'm not really involved, it still hurts, it still makes me feel sick.

Hate This Place
Goo Goo Dolls


The music in this song, the voice, makes it fitting for this moment.

Gone away
Who knows where you been
But you take all your lies
And wish them all away

I somehow doubt
We'll ever be the same
There's too much poison
And confusion on your face

Can you feel it?
I didn't mean it
Can I see you?
What are we doin'?
I think I love you
But I ain't sayin'
Nothin' you don't know

Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade

Take your time
Move yourself to me
Yeah, I can take your lies
Until you fall away

You know I'm lost
Hiding in your bed
No, I don't think it's wrong
It's just gone to my head

Can you feel it?
I didn't mean it
Can I see you?
What are we doin'?
I think I love you
But I ain't sayin'
Nothin' you don't know

Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade

Hey, whatcha do to me?
Would you come back to me?
Yeah, I can't do another day
I'm not certain of it anyway
I ain't messin' with another life
Can I get along without you?
Tell me the lies that you know I need

Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade

Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade

Hold on dreamaway
Hold on dreamaway



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