Remember how I said I was going to be hitting bottom before getting better?
Yeh my car was hit yesterday night on the way to the beach. Long story which I dont want to get into. I’m fine and the car is ok, just has a dent behind the driver side passenger rear door. The people in the other car were ok. There’s a long story behind it all but again I don’t want to get into it.
Got to the beach and Ali started giving me dreads. They are AWESOME! Not finished yet, but still awesome. The hippie queen I know kinda was like WTF. This was after me telling her that I’m going to be one of the first hippies not on drugs. I think it can be done. I mean you don’t have to be high to be free spirited and happy . And that’s what I need right now, to be less stressed and well happy. If someone wants to stop that because its not fitting the stereo-type, than you are well mean.
Ha sorry I’m a being just as mean. I’m tired, and still upset over the car. It’s a month old. hmph.
As well as trying to figure out crap with girls and life. bah.
All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I’m headed for a breakdown
And I don’t know why
But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be…me
I’m talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they’ve all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I’ve lost my mind
But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I’ve been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they’ll come to get me
Yeah, they’re taking me away
But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be
Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I’m just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I’m just a little unwell- Matchbox 20
do you have enough hair for dreads? They’d be like.. dreadlets.