i'm so visceral; yet deeply inept.

Nov 11, 2005 02:48

no one ever says the right things; or if they do, they say them in the wrong way.

and i am too drunk to be talking about these things but i can't help it. something has to follow through at some point, and while this is fulfilling in some ways it is lacking in so many others. i don't know. do i ever know?

it would be such a relief to be able to say at some point "this is exactly what i want." and to be able to get that. but nothing is ever so easy; nor is it ever so conincidental.

i've noticed my tendency to, when inebriated, begin statements with "what the hell does that even..." like, "what the fuck does that even MEAN" or "what the fuck are you even TALKING about." it's a weird phenomenon.

and i really don't need to be hungover tomorrow, so goodnight.

and oh yeah, i get really irritated when loser bitches co-opt the things that have a lot of intrinsic value to me, things that they wouldn't even know of unless it was for me, ie certain songs. yeah, fuck you. the memories speak for themselves, and you miss this sometimes because i can't help but to.
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