| i'm tired of kaely entries on yanwei being so awesome...
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| So The reason i havent been writing in my xanga is cause my life hasnt changed..
yeah i met new people in my school, but thats common with me if you guys know me..
i'm the type never to leave a school friendless..
well my life has still been in the same predicament..
except now i have a job i work at eb games..
i got a midterm next week..
i had one this past wednesday..
i didnt know about it so i know i definitley failed cause i didnt get to finish it..
i have the shittiest luck known to man..
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| So far my summer has been really really boring.. I've been plagued with even more bad luck then usual.. And things i want to do, i do them with no emotion because i clearly lost all heart for everything..
i been trying to write, but all the songs become a piece of shit.. i try to make beats and play my out of tune bass but my love for most things have clearly started to evaporate.. i dont even want to write anymore in this xanga.. i barely want to talk to any of my friends because i dont feel like it.. i think i know what the problem is and the solution also.. but to get the answer of that problem is way to difficult..
my life is clearly a waste, my mom the other day said i am dissappointing her.. i just said so what.. i didnt care
i really dont care anymore....
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| Do Most People Believe In Trust Or Is It That Trusting Someone Is Much More Risky The To Just Believe In Them..
I Look At My Past Relationships With Friends And All I See Is Trust..
Trust Is The Foundation On Which A Friendship Is Built..
You Can Choose To Believe In One Another And You Dont Need Trust..
But Once The Person Has Fell Do You Trust Them To Help You Up OR Do You Believe In Them That They Beilieve In You..
I Trust Some People And Not Most And To Those Who Have My Trust Also Comes With Belief..
But One Thing Is That I Dont Believe Nor Trust In Myself..
I Tried To Find Myself From Day to Day..
But I Only Found Pieces Of Myself In An Unsolved Puzzle..
Why Is It That I Must Not Become Whole..
And Why Is It That I Cant Find A Partner To Help Me Search For There Peices.
I've Found Friends Many Of Them But They Can Only Combine To Pick Up One Piece At A Time...
Why Is It That Line After Line That I Write In My Head Becomes Erased After Time And The Lonely Person I Stare At In The Mirror Becomes Blind To All These Facts..
Because I Am Lonely I Truely Am, And Lately Now My Lonliness Has Become A Stack...
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| It seems Theres Wasnt Enough Time For Me To Show My True Reactions About Yesterday Because I Got Another Call From My Guidence Councelor He Said
You Are Going To Graduate
Walking down That Line Doesnt Seem So Vague Anymore
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