Sep

7

Nick is Dead to Me

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Around 10:30 last night, Nick started a fight with me and I know without a doubt that Tamara is behind it.

Nick: Why have you been talking shit about me?
Me: To whom?
Me: That is news to me.
Nick: Whatever I have seen proof. I thought we could still be friends but I was wrong! And stop posting our conversations online.

I didn’t want to get into everything in text messages, so I tried to call him. He let it go to voicemail and I left him a message. I said, “We need to talk about this. Call me when you can act like an adult. In the meantime, I can do as I please.”

He responded with a text:

Nick: I don’t want to talk to you. bye.
Me: Fine with me. BTW writing about my life is not talking shit about you.

We didn’t talk for about an hour after that, and then he sent me more messages.
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Sep

7

Made of Scars

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I sooooooo relate to this song

Made of Scars by Stone Sour

THIS ONE came from looking - THIS ONE opened twice
THESE TWO seemed smooth as silk, flush against my eyes
THIS ONE needes stitches and THIS ONE came from rings
THIS ONE isn’t even there, but I feel it more because you don’t care

Yeah - CUT right into me
Yeah - because I am made of SCARS
Yes, I am made of SCARS

THIS ONE had it coming - THIS ONE found a vein
THIS ONE was an accident, but never gave me pain
THIS ONE was my father’s and THIS ONE you can’t see
THIS ONE had me scared to death,
but I guess I should be glad I’m not dead

Yeah - CUT right into me
Yeah - because I am made of SCARS
Yes, I am made of SCARS

GOD - DON’T YOU BELIEVE THE HYPE

…And I will find a way - everything you are I will betray
Oh, I swear that I will find a way - everything you are’s inside me

THIS ONE was the first one - THIS one had a vice
THIS ONE here I like to rub on dark and stormy nights
THIS ONE was the last one - I don’t remember how
But I remember blood and rain
AND I NEVER SAW IT COMING AGAIN

Yeah - CUT right into me
Yeah - because I am made of SCARS
Yes, I am made of SCARS