Baby you look like nothing I've ever seen
Like you stepped out of the pages of a magazine

I don't mean to rain on your parade
But I just called to say that things are great
Since we cut our ties,
Since we stopped telling lies,
All the times we shared are now burning to the ground

And I don't even care.

Who knew doing the right thing would came off as so wrong to others?

I'm sorry, but shouting inappropriate things to others students at lunch is just not acceptable to me.
They can hate me if they want. ***** all you want. It doesn't change anything. I don't feel sorry.
And I never will. Go ahead and keep saying those things, only to me now. I don't give a ****.
We can see who the mature person is. I took a stand and everyone, even my friends, say I shouldn't have done it.
Okay sure. I can see it from their side. But then they bring up the time I reported someone for carrying knives in school.
How the hell can they say that wasn't the right thing? What, just because that person is your friend or you don't suspect
they would ever slash someone? Oh yeah, well no one though Alex Hribal would stab anyone, but he ended up
slashing 21 people. To make my point even more clear, this happened a week after the Franklin Regional stabbing
occured. So do you really think a cautious person like myself wouldn't report that? You are insane if you think that.
One boy said to his friends purposefully loud enough for me to hear, "You know what the Bible says? Snitches get stitches."
Oh, that's mature. What are you gonna do? Tell my mommy on me? Tell your mommies on me? Look at me, I'm trrembling with fear.
Oh please. Get over yourself.

She's my gasoline and I am her fire. Put us both together
and we can make love brighter.
I'm her Superman
and she's my kryptonite
because the feeling
is just way too hard to fight.

I would do anything to get to you
But I don't wanna be rescued.

Her name, I cannot say. You never know, she just may read this. I've known her all my life. Anyway, I've liked her for a year and a half now. She doesn't really know how she feels about Jesus. I am a devout Christian. Never would change my faith for anyone. I wish she believed. It's hard to be in love with someone who doesn't share a big interest as you do. It's not like I like coffee and she doesn't. This is a big deal. This changes everything. What if we got married and we had kids and they were forced to choose. It'd break my heart to have my kids not have a Christian faith. Oh goodness. What on Earth am I gonna do?

He passed in '95, two years before I made my debut into the world. 64 years old. So **** young. Some kind of cancer, they said. I don't know I think it was prostrate. Even though he's gone and I never met him, I hear really good things about him. I wanna be a person my grandpa would be proud of. I want to know that he's up in heaven, smiling down on me, thinking, "I'm so **** proud." I really wish I had met him. Life's not fair, I guess. But what I would've done and would do to be able to see him face to face for the first time. I've heard the sound of his voice on tape. It's kinda cute, like a cartoon character. He kinda sounds a little like Bugs Bunny. Adorable. What I'd give to know him.