Joikness

My name is Joycelyn. You can call me joik if you want. Currently: - i'm 18 - Single - Studying in a school with crappy people - Loves Franz Ferdinand you can contact me by emailing me! milo_chocolate@hotmail.com

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• Ewan McGregor
• Karen O
• Nicholas
• Franz Ferdinand

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Friday, January 28, 2005 ++

SOOOO VEXED. yucks. matt went to thailand today. sooo sad, no-one to hug me anymore. oh wells i still got
that pig.

Went for that dental thing, mould my teeth, had X-ray, not fun at all. Thought i couldnt make it for the burial ceremony, but at last i did. hey, why am i always in a rush? maybe i cannot estimate my time well. phew.




He was cold. never mind, "not appropriate to talk." i miss matt. hur hur. i wanna play with his hair, oh his hair extention thing dropped so he's kinda like botak. haha. that's funny.

Its the 28th and i still havent got my pay. Its soooo not cool man. Now i'm hating it.




spent the whole afternoon screaming... "i'm not okay... i'm not o-fucking-kay..." i'm really not okay. nobody cares. o wells. too bad its night time and my parents are around if not i'll still be screaming.



Well if you wanted honesty, That's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks,
For photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
You wear me out.
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but still don't know what they mean
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look!
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
You wear me out.
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn and frayed
I'm okay.
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
wish you were really here listening to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this I'm okay!
(Trust me.)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)


7:41 AM

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