You think I'm pretty
Without any makeup on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punchline wrong
I know you get me
So I let my walls come down, down
Before you met me
I was a wreck but things
Were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my Valentine, Valentine
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance, until we die
You and I, will be young forever
You make me feel
Like I'm livin' a
Teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance, until we die
You and I, will be young forever
You make me feel
Like I'm livin' a
Teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back
I'mma get your heart racing
In my skin tights jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Yoooouuu
You make me feel
Like I'm livin' a
Teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back
No
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back
I'mma get your heart racing
In my skin tights jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
(Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight)
Its weird how you can feel so connected to a song. Weird how you can miss someone so much,
and them be no more then friends.
You would think, they were your everything.
But they aren't. Just. Friends.
Its 2:30am.
I should be sleeping. Instead I went upstairs and couldn't sleep.
So I went online. And remembered I had work to do.
I almost don't want to sleep.
But then I'd be tempted to go to Denny's and then I know I wouldn't get any work done.
I work 7 days straight this week.
THANKFULLY I had Sunday off. So yay.
Ulta tomorrow, only 4 hours. I CAN DO THIS!
Even if I dread it.
A lots on my mind, but nothing at all, all at the same time.
Its like I'm thinking in circles without actually going anywhere.
I know I'm tired. I should be sleeping. YET, I'm not.
I'm awake. Listening to this song, talking to people.
Tuxy is sleeping next to me, or well, in front of me to be exact.
I love Tuxy.
I did mention he is the best Tuxy in the whole wide world right?
I think, my problem is I love too much. I just want to love and love and love and love.
Until I'm empty.
And then, the next day I'll love some more.
But, no ones willing to take that all from me.
And if they are. I can't go back.
If that makes sense.
I want to keep moving forward, but I feel like my wheels are spinning.
Caught up in the mud.
And its pouring.
AND I'm wearing heels.
I miss when things were simple. When all you had to worry about was school.
When 'stress' was what am I going to wear?
Does that boy like me?
My teacher is a bitch....
That, HA thats nothing.
Now I'm filling with...
I'm so god damn tired, but I need money. Must work.
Fuck, I work two jobs?
When will I get to eat?
Do I have enough gas in my car?
Fuck, I'm poor.
Whats going to happen to my family?
Why can't I do more?
Why do I feel so useless, hopeless.
I don't do enough. I don't help enough. I don't give enough.
My mom/grandma are probably right. I should help out around the house more. I should stay home more.
No, they are right.
"Why aren't you ever home?" I hate it here. "You live here too!" I wish I didn't... "You need to help out around the house more." Why? Its not like you do anything...
And then work....
I need more money. I NEED this promotion. But I need to do more. Gotta help more. Gotta take away the stress. How? Can't. Too tired, just gotta do what I can. Don't push yourself. You need to do more. FUUUUCK. I hate this fucking place. I love animals. Awe, I love those customers. Fuck.
Ulta? Shit. I almost hate makeup now. No I love makeup, what product should I get? I need to get my hair done. Are they going to fire me? Shit, didn't go to work again. I need a different job. Fuck. I'm late.
Oh and, I have friends.
Which I'm pretty sure, they are the only reason why I'm sane. But.
Its still draining.
I want to see them, I do. I love them all so very very much.
But its always off to see someone, someone needs me. Gotta go help someone.
I just wish I could sleep endlessly.
But then I would miss everyone so much.
I'd only get to dream of them, which would be no fun. :(
But still, its non stop.
Work, quick stop at home, friends, home to sleep. Work.
And I do it all over again.
I feel bad. I feel horrible.
But I'm sane.
Mostly....
And then I think about my dad. I think about him constantly without realizing it.
Hes always in the back of my head.
His words repeating over and over.
Gotta help out when I can. Gotta be strong.
Well dad. I don't want to be strong anymore.
I want someone to hold me and take care of me.
To feed me without me asking. To make sure I'm okay.
To just love me completly without any questions. Without any doubt.
But your not here anymore. So you can't be that person.
Your dead. And I never even got to tell you I loved you.
And I do. So god damn much it constantly makes me cry. Constantly.
I miss you so much I can't even explain.
And I'm so angry at myself. I say I'm better but I'm not.
I don't think I can be better.
Did I mention mom is dying? I'm convinced of it.
No one will tell me. No one tells me anything.
But she was taking medicine for something today.
Something about not having antibiotics, so she was taking something else.
AWESOME. Fuck me sideways.
OH, and my brothers dad got into a HORRIBLE bike accident.
HORRIBLE. Like, they weren't sure he was going to be okay.
Like, wtf?
STOP DYING PEOPLE.
I can't deal with anymore death.
Because I know I didn't mention, but, animals keep dying at work.
IDK why, I don't know what were are doing wrong.
But they keep fighting.
They keep getting sick.
They keep getting mange.
Just.
STOP.
I CAN'T DEAL WITH DEATH.
I CAN'T.
I miss you daddy.... Please come back.
And I laugh at myself. For being like this. For being so weak. I don't have a choice.
I never have.
I have to be strong. I HAVE to keep moving.
I HAVE to be okay.
There is no vacation. There is no, no nothing.
I can't move forward if I'm not strong. If I don't keep moving forward.
.....
I love you daddy, I'll always be your little pumpkin.
Beautiful, and strong as hell.
Now if I could only learn Spanish....
Going off to write I think. Maybe.
I havn't been this depressed in a while.
I should have known, there were signs.
Guess I'm just stupid? I ignore things.
Makes things easier that way. Easier to deal with.
I lie, I'm going to write more.
I cried my eyes out at work Monday.
I was trying to clean bird. And my birds kept attacking me, even MY bird.
Just kept attacking. Trying to bite me.
And I cried. BALLED my eyes out.
I just, I couldn't handle it.
I feel so lame for doing so.
But, I guess I needed it.
A girl has limits too you know. Everyone has limits.
Mine are just rather high.
I guess, I just, didn't understand why he hated me. Why he was so angry with me.
What had I done? What did I do wrong?
:(
I feel like I always do something wrong...
Also. I freaking hate people sometimes. Like, No one ever has the answers.
None. Its like they can't talk.
I listen to you when you have problems.
AND then I come up with something to say.
Even when I have no idea what to say.
Why can't you respond? Is my problem just THAT mind blowing?
That you can't come up with SOMETHING to make me feel better?
Maybe thats why I don't talk as much anymore...
No one ever has anything to say....
Nothing to make it better.
No answers. Just blank looks. D<
Well start growing a brain people.
I want answers too. I want someone who will listen and respond.
That will say SOMETHING to either make me feel better or give me some, some something!
D<