The right people never talk.

Jan 14, 2006 00:36

Everytime I talk to you, I feel like you don't want to see me, or you don't want to talk to me. It's not like there is an obligation to do so, but I feel like after time that obligation grows to just a habit, hypothesis incorrect. After what Andy said about doing what makes you happy, I questioned my existance; all I ever do is work. I miss out an people and events because I must sleep to stay alive. When I have not slept the night before I have nearly fallen asleep driving at least four times. I work because I need the money, is there a dilemma there? Or is it reasonable? I know I have skipped out on people and events because of it and I feel like I shouldn't have, how would I survive though? Shows are the only social thing I really do enjoy, parties are parties, seeing chris kalla doesn't make me want to go to them, stupid drunk bitchs trying to dance with me or sing Mike Jones is not appealing. Getting back to my entrance, the only friend I have ever had that showed care in my life has been Sarah Whitman, I doubt she knows what kind of feelings that gave me or cares... I try to let people know how much I love them, sometimes it doesn't show, I wish you could see my insides, see my corruption. I love who you are but I have never felt like I have gotten the same feelings back... Maybe you don't feel that way, I always feel like I am the only one who cares, ever. Maybe a punch to the face will straighten me out. I just want to know there is someone that will go out of their way for me, this may be a selfish plee but after putting some much into someone's life I feel like I deserve some sort of reward or Godsend. The right people never talk. I love laughing, not that fake laugh I have that's like a chuckle, I need more times to really laugh, Alex Poole is good at bringing that out even if it is just a giggle I still feel better about the day. MAN I'M SO FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW! GOD! WHERE ARE YOU IN MY TIME OF DISTRESS? I HAVE BROKEN ALL OUR TIES! SEXUAL SIN, LUST, LOATHING WHERE ARE OUR PAST DAYS OF WORHSIP? THERE WEREN'T ANY! THE ONLY PLACE I SEE YOU IS IN MY MISTAKES AND YOUR CREATIONS!
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