Lies & Other Contrabands

Tue, 13 Nov 2007 22:28:32 GMT

You don't make it easy, you never keep it straight.
But you're so damn sexy, I can't keep away:
I need your love, I need your skin.

So apparently I can no longer do anything right. And a creepy fact has been learned about me today. But first, let's start with the point I started this off on.

Why can't I do anything right? It sounds emo but it's actually starting to become reality. My mother is never satisfied. And she's favoring my ex-bf (still my bf in her eyes, she lives through me so it isn't like I can break up with him, she'll ground me. she's done it before) over me. And compared to him, I'm nothing (or that's the way she makes it seem.)

It's not like I'm completely useless. I can sing pretty well. My guitar talents are a bit off but I'm slightly good at bass. hdfghih5iug, I just dunno. I don't think I can even put it into words. I wish your body had the ability to "record" memories and then play them back crystal clear.

So I was standing around during break with Jonathon. He looked pretty fucking cute, I must say. But he has Karen and ever since D-man broke my heart, I need some time to recoop before I even think of delving in to love again. But anywho, I kept rubbing my face and sighing (not on purpose) and he asked me what was wrong.

And I was just like "Nothing, why?" I was superrrr tired today. It was just an off day, I suppose. but he gets all serious and goes "Look at me and tell me you aren't lying." And so I raise my eyebrows but look him straight in the eyes and say "I'm not lying."

All he did was smile.

"You're lying," He announced in a gleeful type of way, and I rolled my eyes before asking him how he knew.
I didn't think I was really lying, but whatever.
So Jon goes "Your pupils get smaller."
Later on that day I tell my best friend to look at my pupils and once I'm done telling her each sentence, to tell me what my pupils do (if they dialate, shrink, stay the same, ya know...) and so I start saying lies, and when I'm done, she goes: "They get smaller."

AHHHHH.
WHAT THE FUCK?
So I tried not telling lies, and they stayed the same.
Weird as hell, much?
I've been trying since I was 8 and read this part in The Princess Diaries series where Mia's mom can always tell if she's lying 'cause her nostrils flare.
Well I was only looking at my nostrils, NOT MY EYES.

I sure as hell hope nobody else notices this.

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Tue, 13 Nov 2007 12:14:39 GMT

Since you left me I'm so alone,
Now you're coming, you're coming on home,
I'll be good like I know I should:

So I just thought I'd toss a quick little something up before I left for school.

I had the most terrible time waking up ever, arghh. :/

and to top it off, it's a regular day and for the past 2 days it's been half-day.

+ it's a tuesday, and tuesdays are just... boring.

eh. d&v seem to both be looking forward to today for some reason.

3 fucking guesses why.

anyway, I gotta jet.

xoxo.

CTR

Lies & Other Contrabands

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