Oh boy... I can't wait for Summer. I miss it so much already!
Anyways.. I've been fairly sick these past couple weeks, wound up being hospitalized coughing up the goodstuff... blood. I have Bronchial Pneumonia. Its awesome... but that is not what I wanna talk about. I wanna talk about hospital waiting rooms. Everyone seems so friendly... or are they just being friendly to you, to try and pry into your business as to why you're there, so they can determine whether or not they need more attention then you do? When I was in the waiting room, I had so many strangers eaves drop on what my doctor was saying to me, and everyone stared as the nurse's attempted to fill five viles of blood.. they poked in five different places to try and draw blood from me, and when they finally got it, they filled one vile, and then half of the second one... and then it just stopped coming. The nurse was baffled!! He literally looked frightened.. "I've been doing this for 20 years, and that has never happened to me before". Even the doctor had to step in and try to get blood from me!! And everyone in the waiting room is sitting there, staring and watching, some even cracked jokes about it. "Is she human?"
One person actually seemed genuinely concerned about me, she even wished me luck when she left. But seriously, are you being friendly to me because you're actually that friendly and care, or are you just snooping?
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Love or Rebound?
How do you know if your feelings for someone are real? How do you know if you're just using this person to forget about all the hurt caused by someone you really loved at one point, or if you actually really care about this person? Maybe even love them?? And how do you know when its the right time to move on? Or when its too soon?
And is it ok to continue on in a relationship with someone, if you're not even sure that your reasons or feelings for being in this relationship are honest... or real?
Friday, December 3, 2010
New Meaning to 'Crazy Love'
On the first page of our story, the future seemed so bright.
Then this thing turned out so evil, I don’t know why I’m still surprised.
Even angels have their wicked schemes and you take that to new extremes.
But you’ll always be my hero, even though you've lost your mind.
Now there's gravel in our voices, glass is shattered from the fight.
In this tug of war, you’ll always win, even when I’m right.
Cause you feed me fables from your hand,
With violent words and empty threats
And it’s sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied.
And it’s sick that all these battles are what keeps me satisfied.
So maybe I’m a masochist
I try to run but I don’t wanna ever leave.
Til the walls are goin’ up in smoke with all our memories.
"This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face
Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry that you
pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me
Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me
Run out the room and I’ll follow you like a lost puppy
Baby, without you, I’m nothing, I’m so lost, hug me
Then tell me how ugly I am, but that you’ll always love me
Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
destructive path that we’re on,
Two psychopaths
But we know that no matter how many knives we put in each other’s backs
Two psychopaths
But we know that no matter how many knives we put in each other’s backs
that we’ll have each other’s backs,
’cause we’re that lucky
’cause we’re that lucky
Together, we move mountains, let’s not make mountains out of molehills,
You hit me twice, yeah, but who’s countin’
I may have hit you three times, I’m startin’ to lose count
But together, we’ll live forever, we found the youth fountain
our love is crazy, we’re nuts, but I refused counselin’
This house is too huge, if you move out I’ll burn all two thousand
square feet of it to the ground,
Ain’t shit you can do about it
Ain’t shit you can do about it
With you I’m in my f–kin’ mind, without you, I’m out it"
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn,
But that’s alright because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry,
But that’s alright because I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie.
Ohhh, I love the way you lie.
Ohhh, I love the way you lie.
I love the way you lie.
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