November 2009
Enough.
I hate it when people say “You know you wanna.” No. Seriously. I don’t. It’s ridiculous. I said no for a reason. Just because you wish I did that doesn’t mean I will just because you tell me that I think I want to. It’s idiotic, juvenile, and pointless. Or when people say “You know you wish you were me.” Fuck that. Do you see me crying over here...
“You’ve got your life. He better be treatin’ you right.”
– AJ Rafael
Dopey.
I’m so tired my eyes are actually drooping.
That never happens. I’m so exhausted. But I can’t actually FALL ASLEEP. How crappy. I kind of wish he would just text me. But he’s probably super tired too. Eh. We’ll text each other tomorrow during our breaks from our crazy lives. Haha. Kay, bye.
Explanation.
I can’t believe I still feel this twinge, this pain, this uncontrollable lack of air in my lungs. No matter how much I try to breath or just relax. I can’t. And it’s because of you. Most people say “It’s not you, it’s me.” And I’ll admit. Part of it is me. I mean, I did make the choice. But the choices you have made within the past two years have...
The WANT
to give up. I wish I had it. It would make my life so much easier. Because I would no longer put myself out there. I’m tired. Tired of wanting, tired of trying, and tired of being disappointed and angry. I wish everything would go as I wish. But that’s just it. Only a wish and never a fact. I used to live in a time when all my wishes came true. That time, sadly, came to an end a long...
