Forget

I just wanna scream and lose control
throw my hands and let it go
forget about everything and run away,yeah
I just wanna fall and lose myself
laughin' so hard it hurts like hell
Forget about everything and runaway, yeah

so so is how i'm doing if your wonderin'
i'm in a fight with the world but i'm winnin
stay there come closer yeah it's at your own risk
Yeah ya know how it is
life can be bitch

don't worry there's no link.

I wonder if he knew,
knew all the things that I know.
that she's not as perfect as she may seem to be,
And that all the while she's with you,
her attention is somewhere else.

And yet,
you both have so much in common.
but I suppose I shouldn't be surprised,
must be that that makes her what she is.
The only one they all want.
And even though there's nothing for me to get over
It's still not the point.

friend

or not


un-knowningly

heart breaker

I'm going away for a while,
And i'll be back don't try and follow me
And i'll return as soon as possible
see, i'm trying to find my place,
and it might not be here where i feel safe
we all learn to make mistakes

And run, from them, from them
Full speed ahead

you are not useless, oh we are just. . .

misguided ghosts
travelin' endlessly
dont need no road
in fact they follow me

I know. . .

I know (well i think) i promised that i would never complain about life again, but i just can't help it. I live in England, it's inevitable really but all i really am bothered about its that Kaytei's aussome volume recent blog-a-log it's every bit as true as the fact that breathing is necessary (at some point) for staying alive.

und ich denke das, das ist nicht so gut

seriously things like that really shouldn't be happening
although if i gave the world my poinion on everything that happened in the world A) I would probs get tendonitus and B) people would think i was insane

But as someone pointed out to me the other day. Alot of people already do.

O&O

confused. . .

no it's seriously annoying, because even though i am so confused i'm still strangely talkative, or typeative as the case may be and yet there will be atleast 7 typos in whatever i publish in a min

and i've given up on revising because it doesnt do any good if your revising something that you never understood in the first place, but whatever ''things in life are sent to test us''.

I love sandi thom :)

''there's only one saturday night in every week
sunday's for recovering
5 days for discovering
we where all walking down the same street
oh , theres only one saturday night in every week''

O&O

Happy Saturday

well how is everyone on this fine and sunny day ????????????
just at a friends house currently they're playing on some amusing looking game so i'm borrowing their computer for a bit. So annyoyed, I actually did write more of my story- And wait for it . . .I lost it, It's gonna bug me for ages now but oh well i'll find it when i'm not expecting to, that's always the way.

do not wish to continue waffling so

O&O

Does Anyone Care ?

And this time I'm being serious and don't mean does anyone care about me, what do I care I can take care of myself. (as long as i don't try and be a German translator or a maths teacher) I mean does anyone care about the actual issues. further than how well students do in their exams or how big your house is.

Things like why on Earth exams and 'empoyability' define you as a person and why some kids are technically forced into schooling when there's others that would give their right arm to go to school. Why apparently God gave us free will and yet people still insist on preaching that ''if they don't believe in god they will go to hell''. And I'm not denying that any of that is true or ethically correct, but just wondering how I or anyone else knows that it is.