foolish girlss eventually stop being foolish

I can smell you on me and it makes me sick.
I hate having you hands alll over me
i cants stand when you pull me into you. when you touch my head hands feet

i drown away my disgust in the half emoty bottle s . they lay waiting. its as if they know. they were ready for you. i was not

I dont want you to hold me
or touch me
or smell my hair.
or hug me
or smile that smarmy smile that always asks for more

i don't know what i had been thinking all this time.
the wet driveway held excitement, remincint rain, it felt new. you did not

Automatic Girl

Shrink wrap your kiss in plastic love
make my mind up when you return
I don't know what has happened to me these days

Everyone always blames the Geminis for their duality... but it's not just us, it's never just us. We go about life wanting what we wanting, getting bord of monotony, and changing opinons. Yet we aren't the only ones. Everyone has a bit of Gemini in them. Strong willed and stubborn, curious amnd distracted, communicative and restless, selfish and confused. That's us, in a teeny tiny nutsshell. And that's the rest of the world too. Everyone wants their own way, everyone is interested in something, everyone wants to get away, everyone has a lack of personal grasp. So why am I labeled? Why am I wrong for beingme? Yeah, I'm a Jolie. And a hypocrite. And ddo I care? the answer is completely redundant.
I'll never get why it's wrong to be my sign. why i personally am not right. and why i never ever am allowed to tell people my sign.

This is the end
This is the end
This is the end of the world so it seems
I’ve got automatic love for automatic girl

luck is shifting and shifty

I thought i was slipping backwards again, falling into the that mind hole that i know I don't wanna be in.
then comfort walked in and it was all good. the chaos floated away, in amonst the bad country music and cheap cowboy hats.it was like before. it was our blooming friendship. one of theose nights where you realize "yes, we are good friends. Great friends"
I used to think when i was at my lowest point he could sense it and he'd find me and help me. but I think it's more than that. I think he needs me too. And i wasn't in as low of a spot as i thought, but he was. And I helped him. I made him forget that the world sucks right now for him. I made him see the good again.
we have the purest friendship. no bullshit. no round about words, no mind games. Pure.
and so i realized, i feel him too, no matter how far. I feel what he feels and I know what he knows and i wanna make it right too.

my luck is turning. So is my mind.

"i can see through fog" she sighed

and we relapse... together!

so i walk in the bar and her boyfriend and i share the same name, and i let go.
i let loose, i don't relate to his watching eye.
i would never date someone and sit off the dancefloor and watch your every move and take you aside afterwards and scold you for being too drunk and too flirtatious... well i might if i dated you.

see i dont date anybody, i try and fall short of whats asked of me. maybe its a problem with trust or commitment, but most likely its cause im i shit yet dont embrace being a shit.

anyways, the music bleeds on it kills cells in your ears but lifts your spirits.
and the chorus goes:
I hate your boyfriend x3
I could never be your boyfriend x3
where's the cheese at?

... and rinse and repeast as needed.

bike ride home and mist covers the expanse.
it falls heavy and fast, decending upon the streets full of young loud drunks too quickly for them to pull up their pants.
i bike harder, the cold pushing me on my way
the other day i hadn't seen my little sister in a month or two and when i say hi and embrace her she looks at me and says "i can see through fog"
i think about that, does she mean she can see through my bullshit and tell how broken i am? does it mean she's a mutant? does it mean she gets life more than her parents and i ever will? or is it the bullshit ramblings of a five year old?

i bike through the fog, my body shakes, i sweat more, i just want home, can't see make it out,
i however can't see through fog. i ain't that lucky.

your new boyfriend sucks....

just saying...

you know that song?
"i can see clearly know the rain is gone" ... yeah well that song was about drinking.

Silent sobs in the sounds of sleep

I feel not right. Its all over and my heart feels broken. i dont know what to do now.