'Cup of Coffee' by Garbage

You tell me you don't love me over a cup of coffee, and I just have to look away. A million miles between us, planets crashing to dust. I just let it fade away.

I'm walking empty streets hoping we might meet. I see your car parked on the road, the light on at your window. I know for sure that you're home but I just have to pass on by.

So no, of course, we can't be friends, not while I'm still this obsessed, I guess I always knew the score: This is how our story ends.

I smoke your brand of cigarettes and pray that you might give me a call. I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls. Hanging round bars at night wishing I had never been born and give myself to anyone who wants to take me home.

So no, of course, we can't be friends, not while I'm still feel like this, I guess I always knew the score: This is where our story ends.

You left behind some clothes, my belly summersaults when I pick them off the floor. My friends all say they're worried, I'm looking far too skinny, I've stopped returning all their calls.

And no, of course, we can't be friends, not while I'm still so obsessed. I want to ask where I went wrong but don't say anything at all.

It took a cup of coffee to prove that you don't love me.

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I don't want to be the girl anymore.

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So, right, t'day's been pretty good.
Started off the day by talking with a dear friend of mine who really made me feel nice.  ^_^;;  And stuff and things and stuff. It's good t'know that you make a difference. And our Diffy Q proffessor let us out half an hour early again, for the second day in a row. So that rocks the box, yo.

Unfortunately, I had a hamburger with Mayonaise for lunch today. -wince- I have a grand dislike of mayonaise, but I've taken to putting Thousand Island dressing on my burger and fries... and they were out of dressing today... and I've been told that mayo and ketchup is the same thing...
It's not.
But it was close.  ^_^;;

Then, here at work, it's Student Worker Appreciation Week, or something, which means they're giving us food and things and stuff. -beams- I'm not personally so big on the pancakes and french toast and all (only my dad's french toast has ever been up to snuff), but they had fruits! Real fruits.  ^_^  I am a fruit fiend. It's been so long... and they had Blueberries! I LOVE blueberries. When I was a kid in Washington State, my mom would take me and my siblings out to the orchard and we'd pick blueberries and blackberries and peaches and... Ye-ah, I ate muchly the fruit. I also had some papaya, which I had never liked much when I lived in Hawaii but it was good here, and a kumquat of all things.  ^_^  It was like eating a little orange. I love me some fruit. And they had grapefruit juice, my favorite juice in the world (topped ever so slightly by pink grapefruit juice. -nods- ).

Unfortunately, I have class in an hour, and I'll be in class until nearly 8:00. -wince- But, I think we're getting our tests back, and I think I did well. -sigh- I'm afraid I'm going to be getting a C or two this semester, so I'm rather disappointed with myself, but I think I might pull a few nice grades off yet, so...

Right then. I'm off.