I'll start off with how I feel...
The lies flying through your teeth,
As I listen to all the deceit.
You act like I won''t know
Or ever find out...
I'm sick of this
Pain and sorrow.
I'm tired of
Respecting you
In exchange for lies
The tears I waste on your own faults,
And you don't sympathize with my emotions.
Now I know
About your lies.
I'm sorry I ever respected you,
I'm sorry I ever cared.
I wish that I could take back
All that wasted time on you.
If you know who I am, you know what that's all about. Since I wrote that, I have calmed down a ton, but I'm still very distraught. I mean, it's you're life so do what you want, but I just want honesty, you know?
Whatever.
One of my friends came home for spring break from college, and it was really nice just talking with them. It tied up a lot of loose ends and we let each other into our lives a little bit more, which was really nice, too. Lately, I've been kind of down, so just talking in general for hours really helped. I found out a lot about myself and a lot about the world. I feel like I'm just restating what everyone else has thought or said.
"Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name"
-If you think moving away will solve all of your problems, it won't. They're going to follow you.
-Death isn't as easy as it should be. People are over dramatic about it. Also, death isn't an escape route. I mean, as much as we would like it to be, it isn't. Just look at the world. We. Are. Fucked.
About me:
-I want to die young.
-I don't want anyone to mourn my death. I want life to go on.
-To me, life is about being content with things. I'm only truly happy when I'm content.
-I know something's wrong if I can't get a true sigh out. There is a peak to it that I have to feel for me to be satisfied with whatever is around me.
-What may seem like flaws to you are just my character traits.
I'm going to let you in on a little secret. A good friend of mine, who will remain anonymous for now, are possibly going to be working on a story together very soon. If all goes well, we will have something up within the next month or so.
I'm not sure if I have much more to say to you all right now, but yeah. Final words:
Gotta catch 'em all!
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