2001-10-02 - 11:55 p.m.
im sleepy. i just got home. i ate a pbj cause i was hungry. my mommy had it waiting for me. =) i almost hit a possum on the way home. =( isnt it opposum? i think i forgot to mention that i tore up all the carpet in my room on saturday. i like it. this entry is sucking. short. sentences. rule. -yawn- went to see my brothers band practice tonight. really good... =)really loud... =/ then chris, ryan and i watched some tv. justin didnt show up. im a little worried about him. ohhh... i saw jon tonight. he has awesome hair now... waaay cooler than mine. =) i made a cd today... first thursday album and some other stuff. i listened to it all night. i was listening to it during the opossum encounter. whod a thunk it. i dont know what im talking about anymore. anyway... after the boys tv time, i went over brandys and we layed in her backyard and looked at the sky. when bugs bunny dresses up like a girl bunny... =) you can see the clouds moving underneath the moon tonight. its really beautiful. well... im off to bed. sweet dreams.
you told me on your birthday all the things that this place had done to you. and in the streets you walk. you hide your face because they dont believe that its true. they say it doesnt happen that often. but its happening right now. im writing you this letter to let you know im not alright. and in this city the streets are paved with hate and you cry yourself to sleep tonight. and say "no, there aren't enough love songs in the sky." you counted down the days till you could say "bye-bye, city, bye-bye" youre walking down on union, you see the roads and know theyre apart of you. they say it doesnt happen that often but its happening right now. im writing you a second time. to let you know nothing here has changed. the streets are still paved with hate. so you can cry yourself to sleep tonight. will you look back on this night as the day that ruined your life? will you look back on these city streets and say, "oh, God, where are you?" in these city streets i hide my face. i turn away when you look at me and every night when i try and sleep. i feel your hands all over my body. you stripped away the street signs and shot out all the stop lights. if you smashed away all the building, what would you have left?
