In The Rough

Someday love will find me,
in the rough.

Someday love will finally be enough.

Good, Bad, Whatever

A lot of people spend time worrying whether what they're doing is good or bad, or trying to figure out if they're a good or bad person. It seems to bother many people, but I never really thought about until recently. Am I a good person?

Adele says it's hard to tell.

Jed says I'm fine.

Simon says I have my flaws, but I'm still a good person.

Julia says I'm an awful person. Although whether she's serious or not; who knows?

Nathaniel says I'm a bad person.

Jack and Alex have no respect for me. Or, they would if they knew certain things that they don't.

Alex... Well...

Chris. Does he have opinions on this sort of thing?

Melissa thinks I'm creepy but I'm still like the only person she really likes. Whether that makes me a good person or not, I don't know.

Hamish has got to think I'm a bad person. Fair enough, too.

My family doesn't really know me in a way to judge.

What do I think? Honestly, I don't care. I have my own pros and cons but it's not like I rape children or anything. And that's fine with me. Whether those pros and cons make me a good person or a bad person or whatever, it doesn't matter, as long as I'm happy living the way I live. Well, that's what I think, anyway.

All the things he said

All the things he said
All the things he said
Running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things he said
All the things he said
Running through my head
Running through my head
All the things he said
All the things he said
This is not enough
This is not enough
All the things he said
All the things he said
All the things he said
All the things he said
All the things he said
All the things he said
All the things he said

Ugh, I'm so done with this! Three fucking years and you're still all I bloody think about. Why can't you just be done???

Emily

I <3 Em.

Shades of Black

"There is no good or bad"

It's something that is said a lot, in many different things, by many different people. I never really understood it. Because it was usually said by the "bad" characters, it always just seemed like it was them trying to justify what they had done. But I get it now.

It's not that there isn't good in the world or isn't evil in the world. There is. It's that people are not good, and are not bad. There is always two ways to like at something, and neither way is the "right" way. They're both the "wrong" way. Somebody can do one million good things, but that doesn't outweigh the one bad. Everyone is good, but everyone is bad, everybody makes "wrong" decisions. But it doesn't matter, we are, after a all, only human.

There is no white, nor grey, only shades of black.

My Songs

Supposedly music is the best way to get to know a person. What kind of music they listen to is supposed to show a lot. I have 50 songs in my song library. Yeah, I know that's not much but I don't see the point in having lots of songs that I don't really like that much.

My Immortal
FFIX You're Not Alone
We Used To Be Friends
All About Us
Wake Me Up
Here Without You
Show Me Love
Ordinary Day
Never Too Late
Broken
You're Not Alone
Simple and Clean
Chasing Cars
Gomenasai
Friend Or Foe
To The Light
Dead Fingers Talk
A Thousand Words
Final Fantasy X-2
I Hate Everything About You
All The Things She Said
A World For Us All
How To Save A Life
A Thousand Miles
Kick It Up
The Place I'll Return To Someday
Milkshake
Ring A Bell
I'll Make A Man Out Of You
Barbie Girl
Figured You Out
Malchik Gay
Pictures of You
Caramelldansen
If Everyone Cared
Cosy In The Rocket
To The Moon And Back
If You're Not The One
Aerith's Theme
The Final Countdown
I Kissed A Girl
Hot And Cold
The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
Misty's Song
A Hundred Years
Not Gonna Get Us
Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger
Scotty Doesn't Know
In The Rough
We Will Be Burning

We Used To Be Friends

For anyone who was wondering, I thought I might go over why my blog is named what it is. Well the main reason is that I love the song. We Used To Be Friends is by the Dandy Warhols and is the theme song for Veronica Mars. It's also to symbolize what I used to be like when I was little and who I was friends with. The we comes from the me, the readers and the blogs themselves.

Well, I thought I'd post the song <3

A long time ago, we used to be friends, but I haven't thought of you lately at all.
If ever again a greeting I send to you, short and sweet to the soul is all I intend.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
Come on now, Honey, bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when you're good to go.
Come on now, Sugar, bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when...
It's something I said, or someone I know.
You called me up, maybe I wasn't home.
Now everybody needs some time, and everybody knows, the rest of it's fine, and everybody knows that.
Come on now, Sugar, bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when you're good to go.
Come on now, Honey, bring it on, bring it on, yeah.
Just remember me when...
We used to be friends, a long time ago, we used to be friends, a long time ago, we used to be friends, a long time ago, we used to be friends, hey hey.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A long time ago, we used to be friends but I haven't thought of you lately at all.
If ever again, a greeting I send to you, short and sweet to the soul is all I intend.
We used to be friends, a long time ago, we used to be friends, a long time ago, we used to be friends, a long time ago, we used to be friends.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.
A, ah-ahh-ahh-ahh.

I Hate That I Still Love You

I hate that I still love you.
I hate that I still care.
I hate that I still want you.
I hate that I still need you.

I hate that you don't love me.
I hate that you don't care.
I hate that you don't want me.
I hate that you don't need me.
I hate that you don't love me anymore.

Apology

Sorry to all about some of my crazy emotional blogs. Please don't judge me on them. Remember I only write on here when I'm in a crazy emotional mood. I'm not that evil, really.

A person

'This is the woman that you call "My Person"'

Sometimes, I tell people things. I tell them secrets that I'm hoping they'll react to. I always want something from them. What was it that I wanted? Attention, of course. But isn't there different kinds of attention?

Well after thinking about it, I realized.

I want attention in the form of recognition. I want people to look at my life and tell me it was bad. I want people to appreciate and respect what I've been through. I want a reason for why I'm a bad person now. It works as a safety net "Yeah, I know I do this but I've had to deal with a lot of that in my life".

I know. It's selfish and it's unfair for me to want sympathy for my life when other people have their own lives to cry about. But, I just want it so much.

I want someone, anyone just to care. To care enough to talk to me about my life and try and help me with anything that is wrong. I want to have a person. A person who will be there for me always. Who will never let me down and understand everything about me.