Jun 29, 2009 22:01
I forgot how bad I am at this. So rusty.
If there was one thing I wish we could control, it would be our hopes. It's masochistic if you're a pessimist, or a realist. To suddenly watch as the walls you spent so long building up crumble down, begging just about anything to come on in. And you get slightly excited at the prospect that something good will come in, and it could be SO good. But you know that its equally possible that the only thing that would dare to cross through the wreckage is the very worst, and at that point you have no choice but to get some more dry wall and start the stupid process all over again.
...Yeah.
It's pretty obvious that I'm still clinically insane. Just got better at hiding it from myself.
Whatevs. Night <3