louder than bombs and eternity.

Dec 02, 2009 12:09

In Journalism, again.

God.

I don't know why I'm posting, but I am. Dammit.

It's so... hard. Everything is so close yet so far and... fuck.

She's not even really paying any attention to... anything, haha. She's playing that helicopter game. And just asked me to make it work properly.

I said no.

God.

This... is killing me. Being this close and yet still totally unable to do anything. It's how it's been for what, three months now? But still.

I want to listen to the Heartkiller demo, but I can't.

It's so empty. Everything is so empty.

I was meant to meet her at recess, but I didn't. I forgot, I suppose - I was pretty preoccupied with Shay and the girls, we were talking about how we're apparently going to go to germany and get wasted at Oktoberfest. I forgot, and I felt like shit once I realised. I felt guilty.

She told me she waited, and I didn't turn up. I told her that's how it's been for me a thousand times.

It's so complicated, fuck.

Someone kill me.

in journalism, angst, breath breathe breathe., so close yet so far, wishes

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