i don't know what your plan is

but i am laying bricks

building walls

checking for stability

because you're not getting in again

but,oh boy,do i miss you

overload

overload

system failure

system failure

system failure

i hate this feeling.

what's worse than feeling like this

is that i'm starting to feel like i don't care

i don't care if i did something to offend you

i don't care if you just suddenly decided you don't want to talk

you don't want to be around

"go on,sit where ever you want to,i don't really cay-ur"

(man,i miss zoombinis)

the point i'm trying to make is this:

i don't know what i did

i don't know what i said

but

i

don't

care

be mad at me, give me the silent treatment

and act high and mighty

you're being kind of stupid

ah,so am i.

ashland sounds great right about now.

things feel weird right now.

and i don't know what to do about it.

things are weird at work

things are weird with the roommate

and things are weird because i don't have either of my best friends.

one of them left for the marines and a stupid girl

and one of them disappeared from my life...and for what?

i don't know.

"someone call the doctor,i'm not making any sense"

sometimes my imaginary life is better than reality.

sometimes my imaginary self is better than reality.