My self restraint is killing me. I'm slowly being driven insane by my own desire to self sabotage. It's the beginning of the end, I can feel it. No, that isn't some Mayan Aztec bullshit. It's me predicting my own demise. Hopefully I can play this out differently or maybe im just being naive. I don't think nostalgia is going to make it even better. I find it more haunting than nostalgia, really.. Perhaps I will keep entertaining myself with far fetched images in my head. However, I feel like im going crazy and it's through no fault of my own. Oh well. Guess I better just deal with that. No use trying to make sense of it anymore. Gotta roll with the punches, right?
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