These are lyrics I wrote the other night while reflecting on something that made me very mad. It’s about a broken relationship with one of my friends that I’ve known since I can remember. You know who you are.
I can’t believe it came to this.
You let something so small break everything.
I used to know you. Now you’re dead.
You left me here.
Those time I’ll never forget.
I just hope you tell our stories like I do.
Those were good times.
I’ll never forget.
I feel like I’ve lost a brother.
I don’t even fucking know who you are.
I bet you look down on me.
I bet you act embarrassed to know of me.
You fucking left me here.
Why? I used to know you.
Now you’re just a ghost.
I still love you.
But I guess what we had in this life is gone.
Say goodbye and goodnight.
Just know that when you’re falling,
He’s gonna fucking leave you to die.
I wouldn’t have.
I used to know you.
We used to be brothers.
But you left me here.
Now we’re no more than names to each other.
Have fun.
Honest Anger
Dear God,
First off thanks for all the cool things you do for me. I don’t appreciate you enough but I am trying my best.
I can honestly say that I don’t ever ask for much from you. We both know that. You do a pretty damn good job looking after everyone and so far with me you’ve got a pretty good track record so I kinda let you do yo thang and when things go awry I just let it slide because I trust your judgment. HOWEVA, lately I have been presented with some serious problems that are starting to take a toll on my health and my morale. I have consistently gotten for past month pretty much less than 6 hours of sleep every night. Sometimes I get 2 or three and wake up and can’t fall asleep and finally do a few hours later or maybe not at all and then again it’s only for and additional 2 or 3 hours. This past weekend I think it’s safe to say that i got less than 12 hours of sleep. Granted I did have a lot going on but still I was really exhausted and extremely tired and fatigued. I’ve become extremely irritable and just a generally bigger douchebag than i already am which sucks because people don’t really like hanging out with me to begin with. Not that I really care about that part but for their sake i would like to be a little more pleasant to be around ya know? Also once you take care of this(I know you’ll make the right decision) it would be REALLY sweet if you tricked a girl into being remotely interested in me. That would be really badass. Also I’m quitting cig so the strength and willpower to follow through. Would be great. You’re a great dude I know this is a lot to ask but if you get around to it I would be ever so grateful. I love you bro. A thousand praises and lots of graces.
I really hope you have tumblr otherwise this letter will mean nothing.
Warm regards, Saudapop
Ps we definitely need to hang more. This is obviously my fault. I’m going to make a conscious effort to hang out with you at least a little bit throughout the day.
This is beautiful.
This is awesome. haha
im really depressed
so i have been having a terrible week. there wasn’t the least glimpse of hope or anything to cheer me up this week. i have been literally gliding around my parents house moping around with my head down breaking and hitting stuff along the way(pictures, walls, the couch, doors, family members etc.) all i have been doing is eating and shitting and watching tv and listening to music and nothing makes me feel better. ive just been hating everything and everyone. and then out of no where i had the sudden urge to look up youtube videos of taylor swift and i got kinda happy and one of the videos had a link that said “taylor swift in columbus 6/7/11” and naturally like any extreme t sweeze enthusiast i shit the fuck out of my fucking pants. a ran across the house to shake my sisters head like a dumb baby dog that never gets potty trained. i shit so hard that i smiled. i smiled once earlier this week when i had pancakes this morning. fuck yeah pancakes. and then my friend kristin told me that the show was sold out. all i could say was “what?” after i got pissed as fuck and shit my pants again. i drank some water to cool off and then proceeded to check every website and i found out she was in fact correct and taylor swift is sold out. so now im back to being depressed as fuck and angry and sad. tomorrow when i wake up, i won’t have breakfast…i will have sadness. this is the worst day of my life.edit: might go see her in pittsburgh. FUCK
edit2: nvm. god damnit
- Saud Ahmed of The Crimson Armada (being a little silly)
Damn. This is pretty good.
This thing is kind of really creepy cute. I want to hold one.
whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
“Mom, listen, I haven’t been together with Topanga for 22 years, but we have been together for 16. That’s a lot longer than most couples have been together. I mean, when we were born, you told me that we used to take walks in our strollers together around the block. When we were two, we were best friends. I mean, I knew everything about this girl. I knew her favorite color, her favorite food. Then we became six, Eric made fun of me because it wasn’t cool to have a best friend that was a girl or even know a girl. So for the next seven years I threw dirt at her. I like to call those “the lost years”. Then when I was thirteen, mom, she put me up against my locker and she kissed me. I mean, she gave me my first kiss. She taught me how to dance. She always was talking about these crazy things and I never understood a word she said. All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about, and when I’m with her, I feel happy to be alive. Like I can do anything. Even talk to you like this. So that’s, that’s what I think is love, mom. When I’m better because she’s here.” - Cory Matthews, Boy Meets World
