Oct 16, 2006 02:36
Still here. I feel like I cant fill myself up. I was in the middle of becoming someone new when my floor fell out from beneath me. I guess the symbolism in that is that a part of me was supported that had never been noticed by anyone. I moved on and somehow I'm still here, whats the meaning behind that? I couldnt tell you, sorry. Its just as confusing to me, add on all the baggage you brought with you, I should have never tried being one with someone, it doesnt get you anything either way. Love and be bored, hate and be scorned.
I really dont have anything new to say, 'cept I still remain lost.
With the year nearly over, and all the happiest of times a year behind me (f'real, you couldnt do shit to stop my smile last year this time) it's beginning to look a lot like a nice winter. I've got the coat for the weather. Its a little scary though, I pretty much know that I cant help myself (Note: See Smoking Popes song "Pretty Pathetic") and life feels a little slow (or should I say over) when everythings covered with snow.