High Fidelity
I felt like John Cusack last night.
I have come to terms with Lucas, a sincere apology goes a long way. I guess, that I have finally realized that I really didn't do anything to derserve what happened, and I'm not sure if I feel better or worse about it.
I used to believe that everything that happens to you is a direct result of effort, but thats not true. Again, I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that no matter who I am involved with, what I do or don't do, what happens, etc., there is a very strong chance that something really stupid will happen. Yeah, that sucks, and it's very upsetting, but what can you do?
A. Dwell.
B. Accept.
I just dont have the energy anymore to dwell on things, so I just move on. I'm too tired to be upset anymore, too weary to fucking care. You want to fuck me over? Go right on ahead. In fact, I dare you, anyone. I've lived through this past year and a half, another person's action would just be a whisper on a scream. (Yeah, I love CCR.)
I am the master of rolling with the punches and moving on nowadays, this summer alone has been more than enough practice. You have to make good things for yourself, and even then somebody will probably mess it all up for you. That is life, and that is okay, because people often don't realize what they had until it's gone. Hindsight is 20/20, and also one hell of a kick in the face.
I have come to terms with Lucas, a sincere apology goes a long way. I guess, that I have finally realized that I really didn't do anything to derserve what happened, and I'm not sure if I feel better or worse about it.
I used to believe that everything that happens to you is a direct result of effort, but thats not true. Again, I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that no matter who I am involved with, what I do or don't do, what happens, etc., there is a very strong chance that something really stupid will happen. Yeah, that sucks, and it's very upsetting, but what can you do?
A. Dwell.
B. Accept.
I just dont have the energy anymore to dwell on things, so I just move on. I'm too tired to be upset anymore, too weary to fucking care. You want to fuck me over? Go right on ahead. In fact, I dare you, anyone. I've lived through this past year and a half, another person's action would just be a whisper on a scream. (Yeah, I love CCR.)
I am the master of rolling with the punches and moving on nowadays, this summer alone has been more than enough practice. You have to make good things for yourself, and even then somebody will probably mess it all up for you. That is life, and that is okay, because people often don't realize what they had until it's gone. Hindsight is 20/20, and also one hell of a kick in the face.