Thursday, April 8, 2010

Alrighie readers
Its me, Eric
I'm half asleep right now
And this is one of my blog entries that reminds one of a bitchy facebook game
I'm probably making it up cause I'm tired
But I'm going to talk shit
and someone's gotta guess who it is
Well, don't have to
But you know what
Fuck
I'm sick of shit
I'm sick of feeling like shit
I can't tell if its me or them
So you know what
I'm tired, nothing is constraining me
So lets get go

WE SHOULD BE BEST FRIENDS BUT YOU CAN'T OPEN UP YOUR EYES AND REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE INSTEAD YOU SEARCH AROUND AND CONTINUE TO BEAT ME

YOU DON'T GIVE CLEAR MESSAGES TO ME AND I'M AFRAID I'M ANNOYING THE SHIT OUT OF YOU BECAUSE I CAN'T READ YOUR DICTION OF BODY LANGUAGE

YOU JUST FUCKING IGNORE ME

YOU SOMEHOW KNOW HOW TO REPLACE ME PERFECTLY AND KNOW MY HOPES AND DREAMS ARE BEING WASHED AWAY WITH NO SENTIMENT

YOU THINK YOU ARE SO SOPHISTICATED AND THINK I'M SO LOW

YOU JUDGE ME

I CANNOT HANDLE PEOPLE

i don't think these gates are going to open again
so good night
there might not be nothing showing for a while

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