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theres gunna be a time when i come home
and ill walk right back out again
theres gunna be a time when i come home
ill walk right back out, ill walk right back out
i dont care about your hometown
or the places that you've been
I dont care about your father
and your relationship with him
I dont care about the movies
you saw a hundred times
I just care about the future
so i can leave this all behind
theres gunna be a time when i come home
and ill walk right back out again
theres gunna be a time when i come home
ill walk right back out, ill walk right back out
and ill walk right back out again
theres gunna be a time when i come home
ill walk right back out, ill walk right back out
i dont care about your hometown
or the places that you've been
I dont care about your father
and your relationship with him
I dont care about the movies
you saw a hundred times
I just care about the future
so i can leave this all behind
theres gunna be a time when i come home
and ill walk right back out again
theres gunna be a time when i come home
ill walk right back out, ill walk right back out
Devious Journal Entry
It's been years.
I apologize.
Being on this website is like opening an old sore. Filled with good times, shitty times..oh god.
I created this profile with my best friend.
I met my first love on this site within a couple of months by pure chance.
And I used this site to cry and scream and throw all sorts of tantrums.
So thank you..
Maybe I'll start posting again soon..
dear sir.
give me attention, give me love.
hmmph.
so i feel like i've been watching all of my friends kind of drift away from me. like everything is moving and im standing still. thats actually a rly good way of putting it. the only people who are still by me is morgan, travis, nicole, and amanda. everyone else...i dont know where there going and i have no desire to follow.
i blame my classes.
junior year sucks.
if your in your own little group of friends, consider yourself lucky. im a drifter, sometimes its great..but times like this, it sucks.
this is for yuuu
Dear Travis,
This is a letter to you on the internet that you can pull up and read whenever you feel like creepin on my page. There is a rumor going around saying that I dont write enough stuff about you on this here art website. So here you go. I hope this makes you feel emotionally fulfilled.
" Just because I like to read the things you write about me..."
© 2010 - 2024 prttynpunk101
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its okay, but you've done better