I dislike being forced to spend the evening doing something I don't want to do, with people who I feel don't care whether I'm there or not anyways. So I didn't have the greatest attitude but I went in going to try to have fun and I did for a bit and then it was just terrible. I am not always a pleasant person to be around, especially when I'm not happy. I'll be the first to admit that. I'm frustrated tonight, with myself mostly, but partially with others. I guess I'm not a good person. Sometimes I don't care, sometimes I do. Sometimes I wonder what you must think of me. And then there are the days when all I want is one thing but it's that which I cannot have. I'm slowly getting used to that though.
So I'll go home and bury my head in my pillow and cry myself to sleep tonight, and maybe tomorrow my skin will be thicker and I won't care so much that I hate that I do care. It's still not my idea of a good time. Some days I'm so jealous of you, knowing that I love what I have jealousy is still so strong, wanting more.
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that song reminds me of australia ( your title ) they always play it during youthstreet. its a good one
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