Light years away, but you're right here

My mum just walked in and gave me $30.
Which is very kind of her.
And manages to pay back the credit I blew in the holidays (yes, I'm looking at you)

Hums.

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Wes Carr = Awesome
I've been listening to his CD The Way The World Looks all afternoon.
And I love love LOVE the song Light Years (dodgy live version)

"Four hours you wake up
I wish thta I could be there
I lay awake while you're dreaming somewhere

So long
I wish I could hold on

You're light years
You're light yers
You're light years away
But you're right here"

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So!

Gah, I feel all crappy again.
These stupid mood swings are killing me.
You know, I've cried myself to sleep for the past week straight.
Isn't that just pathetic?

And and, I don't even have a (good) reason. I'm just... pissed off. :L
Le sigh.

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Why am I always so scared to tell people the truth?
When you ask me what's wrong, I shake my head, and hide my face.
You know something's different, but you don't know what.
And the people that do know what, aren't even important
What would you do if you knew?
Would you tell them to stop?
Tell them that every joke kills me?
Or would you laugh, like you do now?
Maybe you'd do neither
You'd hide your face with mine
But we'd have each other.
And it wouldn't be so lonely.

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I've really gotta go now.
Wish you were here,