That's just prime
Disappointment. I remember what that used to feel like. Everything I lived for was crushed, it was the worst thing in the world. Amazing how I can be let down by so many things and not even notice. I should be upset, but I don't even care. I guess that's just way it goes. Thank you, family, for giving me this vital resistance.
"What's that supposed to mean?" If you're asking, you already know.
Boy did Amy hit the nail right on the head.
I'm sick of my dreams. They drain my will, and leave me defenseless for real life.
You know how when something big happens, it doesn't hit you right away? Then it does, all of a sudden, and you don't know what to do about it. Everyone has their ways of dealing. I think I should find one. Every pain I've ever felt, it's still here, and it's incredible. After all these years I still don't know how to deal with it. Every instance of death you've had to experience you've dealt with wrong. Remember when they put your dog to sleep and you wouldn't go with him? Remember the last time you saw your aunt and everyone else was giving her a hug for the last time and you ran out of the room crying? Remember when you were too stupid to realize your bird was dying and you should have just never had one in the first place? Remember that time you didn't go to your friend's mass because you were too afraid of being around all those people? I can still see that sideways smirk. And I still remember the last time I saw him. I had nothing to say.
"What's that supposed to mean?" If you're asking, you already know.
Boy did Amy hit the nail right on the head.
I'm sick of my dreams. They drain my will, and leave me defenseless for real life.
You know how when something big happens, it doesn't hit you right away? Then it does, all of a sudden, and you don't know what to do about it. Everyone has their ways of dealing. I think I should find one. Every pain I've ever felt, it's still here, and it's incredible. After all these years I still don't know how to deal with it. Every instance of death you've had to experience you've dealt with wrong. Remember when they put your dog to sleep and you wouldn't go with him? Remember the last time you saw your aunt and everyone else was giving her a hug for the last time and you ran out of the room crying? Remember when you were too stupid to realize your bird was dying and you should have just never had one in the first place? Remember that time you didn't go to your friend's mass because you were too afraid of being around all those people? I can still see that sideways smirk. And I still remember the last time I saw him. I had nothing to say.