Before the takeover, the sweeping insensitivity.

[assheaddd]

i didn't get up and grab it. so it's still in the drawer. with the forks and spoons.
i don't know if it's because i'm too tired to move or because I'm pretending to see a line of silver. ya know.
it's been a few days, i'm guessing it won't happen.
it used to on tv all the time, and kids movies.
he'd realize that he'd rather have her than worry about bothering/annoying her so he chases her.
on an airplane, boat, or literally running after her.
humms, it's not you.
i can't imagine how happy i'll be on the day i'm happier than i was. get it.
because if it gets better, then i'm throwing up my hands and letting fate take me for a silly ride.
i
can
not
say how bad it is.
the karma that i talked about for all those years. aww, glad you made it. did you have trouble finding the place?

i need to buckle down, however.
why does it feel like i've had about 2 classes, when we've been back in the motion for a week and a half?
ahh, who knows.

also, i'm losing my faith i think.
i'm desparetely clinging. and i mean desparetely.
that's the first time i actually put it outside of my brain. by writing or speaking it.
i'm so scared of being alone in this universe.