Who the HELL told Dallas it could get cold?!
Goddamn iPod says it's 21 degrees outside! FUCK!
Keep strong, Christopher. Yesterday was pretty goddamn final in destroying that relationship that you've held dearly for a while now and it was done through nothing overt on your part. And that's why it hurts--the last several failures haven't been anything you yourself have done wrong. Even though you try your best, though, outside circumstances make everything around you fall apart. Your quest to find your other half of your whole keeps going backwards because there hasn't been anyone worthy just yet. But you've been searching for a while and you feel it during these coldest, darkest days both metaphorically and literally. Everything goes to hell around you and there's nothing you can do about it.
Except keep being awesome.
Yes. I'll still keep being awesome. When in doubt, be awesome. It's all I know how to do.
Don't let the cold, silent, lonely moments before you close your eyes to sleep kill you too much. It's only your memories flooding in to haunt your dreams for what'll seem like an eternity of false hope spots until the sun rises.
I won't.
Keep strong, Christopher. Yesterday was pretty goddamn final in destroying that relationship that you've held dearly for a while now and it was done through nothing overt on your part. And that's why it hurts--the last several failures haven't been anything you yourself have done wrong. Even though you try your best, though, outside circumstances make everything around you fall apart. Your quest to find your other half of your whole keeps going backwards because there hasn't been anyone worthy just yet. But you've been searching for a while and you feel it during these coldest, darkest days both metaphorically and literally. Everything goes to hell around you and there's nothing you can do about it.
Except keep being awesome.
Yes. I'll still keep being awesome. When in doubt, be awesome. It's all I know how to do.
Don't let the cold, silent, lonely moments before you close your eyes to sleep kill you too much. It's only your memories flooding in to haunt your dreams for what'll seem like an eternity of false hope spots until the sun rises.
I won't.