hello, hello, hello, how low?

Aug 13, 2006 02:51

Hmmm, I never intended to post in this journal publicly again, yet here I am.

Ah well. It's always the strange nights that set you off. When party means something else entirely and you find yourself in situations you'd never imagined. I'm so much better now than I was but nothing else has changed much at all. Each person has so many doubts. No-one seems to know where their life is headed. The world keeps spinning round and your vision of it tumbles time after time and everyone around you expects you to pick yourself up, to keep on strumming, right? Except it doesn't work that way. All you can do is cling to that last piece of truth inside you, hang on, because when you start lying to yourself? It's then that you're fucked.

When I start making my mind up, I'm going to do one of those 'friends-cut' things, so if you're big on pride you might want to get in there first. Or go on, slate me here instead, right now, anonymous or not. Your only problem would be that I don't give a shit.

Goodnight all. It's time to put the kettle on and lay some demons to rest.
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