The Red Curtain

i decided that you can't get under my skin. not if i don't let you.

all i have to say is that you're not the only one that's changed.

we both have.

you for the worse, and me for the better.

i've just become stronger and less tolerant and less naive, i'm not letting you do what you've done to me again.

you've taken things for granted from me, but in the future, you're never going to be able to do that.

i'm Not Sorry that i have nothing to say to you in person,

because even the littlest word can be the biggest waste of breath on you.

maybe i can find love in the same place that i found you;

in a dark corner.

..but then again, if that's where i found you, why would i EVER want to look there again?

silly me.

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music video for THE CON right below.

the video is not nearly as good as the song but here it is.




&

an acoustic performance of dark come soon. i like this even better than the record version.




for now, i'll let my thoughts simmer.


X

Decomposition

do you ever feel like you're just having one of those days?

you feel like everyone is gone.

like they're here, but it's not the same as it should be.

everyone just seems gone.




i feel like everything is just decaying right in front of me.

my world is so blank today.

partly because everyone came home today and went straight to sleep.




do you ever walk into a room and think of how bad the lighting is?

like, not the fixtures, just the way it pushes against the mood you're in.

i don't want light in every crevice i can see... i just want a little.

then you turn down the light and its too dark.

so you find somewhere in the middle, and it still just doesn't fit.

my atmosphere is just so out of whack, i'm going berserk.





everyone's gone.



i'll be spending my valentine's day valentine-less, as usual...

i'm just glad i won't have to face it at school.

(i only have monday, tuesday and wednesday this week... then i have the next monday off)

thank goodness for the fair.

it will take my mind off whatever it's on.




sorry reese but you won't be getting another heart-shaped-red-velvet-box-of-chocolates from me again.




planning to wear comfy sweats to school all this week.

dressed to un-impress.

i decided that school is a second home, and everyone there you know, so in a way, it's sort of your family.

without the sharing blood part...that would just be weird.





i went to tex wasabi's last night.

basically the sexiest restaurant out there (besides the bluebird, of course...)

i saw jake green there.

honestly, i can't stand that kid.

we never got along.



just another one of those kids who pretends they're stupid so they'll make the others laugh.





anyways, i'm off to eat orange sherbert.


l8r, sk8rz!


PS. quote of the day; "sometimes people play hard to get because they need to know that the other person's feelings are real."

If i could follow you home today

things are different lately.


the break from the rain is actually good.


the weather is perfect, actually.


it's sunny, cool, warm, breezy, glowing all at once.

i leave my windows open.





i feel cut off from everyone i know.


and it's tearing me apart.




sorry i broke the rules.



if josh hates me for telling the truth,

then honestly,


i don't care.


mom bought me Water for Elephants and Kite Runner.

i'm excited to read them.

her birthday is tomorrow.



lately, there's more to life than looking for things you apparently "need".


right now i'm taking in what i've got.

like the weather!


veronica called me a homewrecker after i explained the whole situation to her.


after she saw my reaction she said "it's okay, i am too" and smiled.


she's so grand.




all i want to do right now is find myself and treat others nicely because most of them deserve it.

the others (reese) can still treat me like a piece of glass,


but trust me when i say this,

it's not getting in the way of the sun.


because i've crawled out of the darkness and only the sun can melt this all away.



"everything will be perfect someday."

despite my dull words and descriptions and updates,

today is as close to perfect as a day has ever been.


right now.





Someday will be soon.


but you've got Someday in the palm of your hand, allie.




i'll push it all away, just like you can push me.




PS. i think i've found my concrete.

christopher incognito

headline theft:

One more special message to go, then I'm done, and I can go home ..I love myself better than you, I know it's wrong, but what should I do?



for now i'm holding out on your love song.


"getting out of your hair."


had more epiphany splatters


felt like coming out of the shell to stop hiding things from people,

but now i feel like going back in.


incognito.



starting to wonder if it was the thing to do.


it's okay if you do what josh wants you to.


PS. fuckup.

epiphany splatter

maybe i'm just in the wrong place,

wanting the wrong people,

looking for everything i think i need

in the wrong spots.






PS. i'm still aching for the photo.

i bet you're holding it against me for your love song.





Goodnight.

Capsized, erring on the edge of safe.

i don't like my family today.


this is my second time blogging in the past 16 hours.


i'm doing amazing on my diet so far.


i burned leik 300 calories on the treadmill yesterday.

mom got on it tonight, and i heard a bang and a smash and yeah..



so basically i broke the treadmill.




feel like writing personal letters to all my good friends.

but i dont have the willpower to package them and send them off, and struggle for stylish poststamps.

yesterday i almost ripped the letter to youknowwho in half.

... just for kicks.


there's an envelope right next to me from --Toronto, Ontario, Canada.


aunt sandy is so sexy.

so is yia yia and popouli.

...greek for grandma and grandpa.

haven't seen them in years.



i miss my trips to fun, snowy canada..

chandeliers and comfy beds.

cherry red front doors.

criss crossed windows.



spelled out your name and list the reasons, faint of heart, don't call me back..

i imagined you when i was distant, non insistent.





sorry if i violated your Taken Status when i put my arm around you for tine's photo.


i hope that's not the reason for you always ignoring me when i suggest you to send it.

...notice i said "by message."





i listened in, yes i'm guilty of this, you should know this....

i broke down and wrote you back before you had a chance to.

forget, forgotten, i am moving past this giving notice.

i have to go, yes, i know the feeling.

now you're leaving.



this french girl named angelique on rock of love really bothers me.


send that hoe back to bordeaux.

..look, i rhymed.




hid out in my blue room AKA ALEX' S (not my red one)

teaching myself guitar, sitting up against the backboard of the bed.


it's an OCD type thing.

when my new favorite band comes along, I MUST learn this instrument.

engrave it in my brain and learn faster than i can in worthless biology.

at least music lasts forever and could bring me somewhere.





the song "take me anywhere" by tegan & sara deeply remind me of Courtney.

i don't know why.


death is a solid threat.





danae
(a very close friend, meaning i've been over to her house countless times, and sit by at lunch everyday, and walk around town with)

is leaving to the same cancer treatment location in texas that courtney went to.

for her melonoma.

near valentine's day.




i'm saving up for my trip to kelseyville.

i haven't counted my money yet, but i'm sure i'm close to twenty bucks... possibly more.



come down and visit the fair coming to my town.


we can lie against the walls of the gravitron, the one ride that makes me want to hurl.





i wanna lie close enough to you to be able and wonder whose heartbeat is whose.


hopefully i got something out through this blog.




one day, i'll start bottling up all my feelings and tears and red cheeks and frowns and smiles and then finally make it into one

award winning blog.



i think it's funny too, how we don't know how to act to each other in person.

i think it's good though..

what did we say to each other when we chatted on the phone for the first time?

THAT was awkward, and we talked about your math.

but it all worked out over a matter of about an hour of all-in-all phone time.

so when i see you enough, this quietness, it'll pass.


sorry i can't describe my love to you in person.

it's hard enough talking to you normally, because time passes up so quickly and it feels like it's just another one of my dreams about you.

it's amazing seeing someone who you're always talking to,

someone who knows all your secrets, all your feelings, reads your private diaries

who you've only seen once in your life before wednesday.


it'll be like that next time, too.



that's why i need pictures.


hopefully my fidgeting and darting eyes added to my levels of Bleeker.

butterflies like crazy.

out of the box: my feelings for you tonight are exploding.



i didn't feel awkard on wednesday, though... surprisingly, not at all.

i hardly talk,

because i just like looking at you...

because i never get to.





Amen.

off to lay in bed with my misery and music.


...just the music part, actually.

not in the mood for being miserable.


"not in the mood for being miserable/angry/sad/jealous" could be the cure to my life.


i'll learn to avoid it.

goodnight.

It's a sure-type thing

yelled at caitlin for two minutes telling her to drive me to you.
yanked off my long johns and pulled on my jeans.


felt anxious and nervous, stomach sinking and rising at the same time.
one moment it's falling out my butt, the other it's falling out my mouth.


i have this crush, you see...
the way she wears her make-up, the way she sits in that sexy van...
the way she said hi to me..



her name's tine.



L-O-L
J-K.


you looked adorable, even though you hadn't showered in three days.
those ten minutes were the best moments of the year so far.


i'm a car crash.


shell station is officially a monument in cloverdale, CA.




life in cloverdale: amazing lately, for some reason.

opinions on reese: feel sort of sorry for her. i can tell she has no real friends, so she's trying to flood in with all of the popular abercrombie kids.


in the hallway, waiting for spanish to start.
i was staring at a couple outside the window making out by the wall.
..sounds creepy, but it was just one of those times where you're staring and then you realize what you're looking at.


reese was alone. and walked right in front of me.
didnt look at me.
not a glance.
not a word.


you don't look at me.
you don't fucking look at me.
you don't look at me.


be a fucking human being for once in your life.

you'd be one of those bad, sappy love songs that make people vomit.



..i can't even tell how much i look at you.
and you fucking know it.


PS. i think you're gaining weight.