All I seem to do is apologize...
Do things really get better with time? Or does time only ruin what little shred of happiness once existed? The more you dwell on a matter, the more if converts into a problem that threatens to swallow you whole. And you're falling, slipping into a darkness that you'll never come back from. Eyes simply watch from above, you cry out, you're nor heard. All because your refusal to acknowledge the smallest thing. All because you couldn't please everyone, bring that sought after peace that everyone keeps mentioning in their daily lives. You've failed, you've nothing else to live for, yet you keep doing it. Amazing... Simply amazing. Humans are far stronger than I thought possible, and I don't even realize the whole extent of it.
If you're reading this, I'm assuming that I know you, or you know me, or something of that sort. In assuming such, I'm also gonna assume you know that I'm never a really serious person. I have my moments when I can be serious, but they are few and far between. Naturally, I attract people who are like that. And each and every one of them I adore. Some more than others. So, we never really talk about anything serious... And when we do, I'm skeptical, or cynical, or something like that. So, when someone confesses feelings for me, and I KNOW this person is RARELY serious, I can't help but dismiss it. And he continues to claim that he's serious, and I WANT to believe him, I REALLLLLLY do, but I can't. And I'm fairly certain that somewhere along the line, I've hurt his feelings. Never was that my intent. Now when we talk it's kinda... bleh. He's kinda bleh... And I dunno if he's really just tired, or if I've really hurt him. Bleh. Iunno, I just don't. And the more I think about it, the tighter the know it my belly gets.
Aside from that, life is... good, I guess. Nick and D.L., still live here, but oh well. I'll deal. Mom is like majorly sick, so I've been running errands all day. Skipped school and all... Oh, well... I'm on some chocolate kick, so hand over some. And I've gone all day without listening James Blunt. Watched his videos though, on mute.... T.V.'s been holding my attention, oddly enough. Anyhow, toots. All four of the kids are givin' me the boot!! And to that person I... may have hurt, I'm sorry. If you read this... Really.
If you're reading this, I'm assuming that I know you, or you know me, or something of that sort. In assuming such, I'm also gonna assume you know that I'm never a really serious person. I have my moments when I can be serious, but they are few and far between. Naturally, I attract people who are like that. And each and every one of them I adore. Some more than others. So, we never really talk about anything serious... And when we do, I'm skeptical, or cynical, or something like that. So, when someone confesses feelings for me, and I KNOW this person is RARELY serious, I can't help but dismiss it. And he continues to claim that he's serious, and I WANT to believe him, I REALLLLLLY do, but I can't. And I'm fairly certain that somewhere along the line, I've hurt his feelings. Never was that my intent. Now when we talk it's kinda... bleh. He's kinda bleh... And I dunno if he's really just tired, or if I've really hurt him. Bleh. Iunno, I just don't. And the more I think about it, the tighter the know it my belly gets.
Aside from that, life is... good, I guess. Nick and D.L., still live here, but oh well. I'll deal. Mom is like majorly sick, so I've been running errands all day. Skipped school and all... Oh, well... I'm on some chocolate kick, so hand over some. And I've gone all day without listening James Blunt. Watched his videos though, on mute.... T.V.'s been holding my attention, oddly enough. Anyhow, toots. All four of the kids are givin' me the boot!! And to that person I... may have hurt, I'm sorry. If you read this... Really.