Its cool that

your off, but it's not cool nobody cares.

It'm sittign and waiting for that missing you felt in spring break, and i'm tryign not to say a word to you. Not at all. So i distract myself with music, myspace, thinking,and most of all keeping my fingers off youyr number in my phone. But, hey i am only human. If i text you at 12 with a message balnk as can be, it's probably me sleeping, but with a hey, or a hello, it's me beingn who i am, weak. Weak. Weakk.


Lalala, this whole summer is pretty mich a downer i would have to say. Not bad, but not was i expecting, wait.. no i was expectign worse. nevermind.
wait.. shit. I'm not makign sense.