i made the dean's list for the second time i got this certificate in the mail today which was from my first semester my dad gave me a high five and my mom kissed me cheek its nice to get a little affection from them i just wish it wasnt delivered with a peice of paper lonliness makes me bitter and if you havent guessed... i'm bitter and you know, i've always been skeptical of god but tongiht, as i am sitting here, suliking in my lonliness, i am assured there is a god. becuase, the only thing i could ask for would be another person's company. and i am going through my cell phone, looking for someone to call, and i come up with nothing. and as soon as i am about to give up, and i know the worst has got the best of me.... my back starts to itch. and not just anywhere one my back, noooo. its that place, that one single place that you can-not-absolutely-no-how-whatsoever reach by yourself. and i think this is god mocking me. telling me that if i was a normal human being and i knew how to form friendships, i wouldnt have to find random objects to scratch my back with, i could just ask a friend. but unfortunatley, as i said, i am bitter, and lonley, and apparently not normal, so i have to use cooking utensils to reach that damn spot on my back, and itch myself. all alone. where can i go so you're pictures won't haunt me? and why do we lie here and whisper goodbye? and why do you look when you''ve already found me? and what did you find that would leave you walking by?