The thoughts of yesterday

I'm having a heart attack. You can be cruel. I don't think you're the jealous type. Please don't leave. I'm needy. I'm glad we're at a normal status. Stop ignoring me. You've brought out all of my antique happiness that we used to carry out of each other. Why do I keep getting hit? I hope no one sees. I can't wait till you go to prom. It's funny that you had no tickets and I had a bunch, it's reverse old times. What is this bullshit? Crossed arms make me look angry. Stop honking. I miss you, but we're too lazy to see each other. And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy, who changed his mind. Why don't you respond to what I say when we're with everyone? I love walking. I never want the lockdown that you two press upon yourselves. I wonder if anyone knows? I want you to look at me the way you're looking at her. Do I lack voice control? What the hell am I saying? I know who's not fond of me. I feel unfiltered and normal. I wanted better soup. Why am I still talking? I was expecting so much more. I shouldn't be telling these stories to you. Please don't fuck me over. Please don't fuck me over. Please don't fuck me over. I feel like Living On The Edge/Laguna Beach/The Hills/The City. I bet you've already taken back everything you said. I need a GOOD summer read. What the hell is the plan? I hate the way you walk. You're funny to watch. What are our real priorieties and why don't they coincide? I care too much. I feel like crying. Why aren't you here?