but somehow
i dont know, all of the sudden, as the blogger page opened, i realise, i dont have much to say today. i dont feel like ranting about the things i've done today. wait, did i even do anything?
probably cause my laptop's pissing me off too. its so damn laggy, i'm growing beard.
somedays I feel like shit
somedays i wanna quit and just be normal for a bit
i don't understand why you have to always be gone
i get along but your trips always feel so long
and i find myself trying to stay by the phone
'cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone
but i feel like an idiot, working my day around a call
and when i pick up i don't have much to say,
i want you to know its a little fucked up that
i'm stuck here waiting, at times debatin
where'd you go?
i miss you so
seems like its been forever that you've been gone
please come back home
i have a feeling i'm getting alittle emo now. i'm off.
could you turn it all around
i want more
