when you see yourself in a crowded room, do your fingers itch, are you pistol-whipped?

Bleh. I haven't been feeling good lately. I hate how guilty people make me feel. it really sucks. and everything isn;t my fault. I just wanna be like fuck this. But I will never do that. But, seriously...i cant do this. it makes me feel bleh.

School is almost out. I cant wait. school has been getting on my nerves. well people have been to but yeah. and I don't like when people ask whats wrong only when they read my blog.It makes me feel bad too. but whatever. Why do i randomlllllly use caps? hmm i'm weird.

here are some random lyrics (just because this is my blog and I can do what I want):

;baby, you were the first, or the last of the worst;

;Where everything was everything, but everything is over. Everything could be everything, if only we were older. Guess its just a silly song about you and how I lost you, and your brown eyes;

;Lights and music, are on my mind be my baby one more time;

;And I can't make it on my own, because my heart is in Ohio. So cut my wrists and black my eyes so I can fall asleep tonight, or die;

;Please don't cry one tear for me. I'm not afraid of what I have to say;

yeah, that's it.

-Tommy.