yesterday i left school early and went for a long walk all through the suburbs. it was amazing and regenerating. i just walked away from all my problems, and i found that i still existed.
at work last night a guy came in and said he knew me from somewhere. i didn't recognize him. then he's like "oh ya i remember..." ... and ya, he was at the show where i got the shit kicked out of me. he reminded me all about it "and they dragged you out by your hair"... ya, they did, thanks for reminding me. and he said "but you shouldn't have jumped up on stage"... and i told him "i was only trying to get away" which is true, but it's funny. the greatest offense is always when a girl gets on stage. it put me in a bad mood, i try not to think about that night. i have never felt so fuckin helpless before. and part of my arm is still numb from it. when they threw me out of the show, i should have bolted the door and set the place on fire. let the fuckers burn.
anyway, i'm going downtown to visit kathleen, and then out we go to hit the dancecave. i am going to get so fucked and dance my ass off. isn't it strange that i can look and dance as i like at the dancecave but at a "punk" show i get beaten for it.
tralala try not to think about it. i'm looking forward to tonight. i need to get smashed, it's been too long.
oh and guess what! tomorrow is the year anniversary of breaking up with my exboyfriend who i was with for 2.5 years. i will definately be celebrating tonight!
at work last night a guy came in and said he knew me from somewhere. i didn't recognize him. then he's like "oh ya i remember..." ... and ya, he was at the show where i got the shit kicked out of me. he reminded me all about it "and they dragged you out by your hair"... ya, they did, thanks for reminding me. and he said "but you shouldn't have jumped up on stage"... and i told him "i was only trying to get away" which is true, but it's funny. the greatest offense is always when a girl gets on stage. it put me in a bad mood, i try not to think about that night. i have never felt so fuckin helpless before. and part of my arm is still numb from it. when they threw me out of the show, i should have bolted the door and set the place on fire. let the fuckers burn.
anyway, i'm going downtown to visit kathleen, and then out we go to hit the dancecave. i am going to get so fucked and dance my ass off. isn't it strange that i can look and dance as i like at the dancecave but at a "punk" show i get beaten for it.
tralala try not to think about it. i'm looking forward to tonight. i need to get smashed, it's been too long.
oh and guess what! tomorrow is the year anniversary of breaking up with my exboyfriend who i was with for 2.5 years. i will definately be celebrating tonight!
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i don't even want to go to shows anymore these days b/c they all act like such jackasses.