moral of my life
i'll never be happy. end of story. i want too much. i have plenty, more than plenty. but I always want more. i'm never happy with what i have. i give so little, but expect so much back.
i should be eccstatic that i'm with kirstin, and i was, but i've gone rite back to where i was last Oct/Nov. i still love her, but....
then, yesterday's walk. i was happy to be alone and get a chance to clear my head. it was nice. i know this is morbid, but when i was at the bridge and pictured my body lying on the rocks was when i felt the calmest and happiest.
and the circle k. oh lord... i almost didn't go. i actually walked by it but told myself i'd be sorry if i didn't go because God was drawing me to it and things happen for a reason, so there's a reason i'm being drawn to the circle k. i walk up and who do i see? gage. of course i look like shit. but him, he has a whole new look and it's HOTT. new clothes, new hair, new aura. damn, did he look good.
FORGIVE ME...
i should be eccstatic that i'm with kirstin, and i was, but i've gone rite back to where i was last Oct/Nov. i still love her, but....
then, yesterday's walk. i was happy to be alone and get a chance to clear my head. it was nice. i know this is morbid, but when i was at the bridge and pictured my body lying on the rocks was when i felt the calmest and happiest.
and the circle k. oh lord... i almost didn't go. i actually walked by it but told myself i'd be sorry if i didn't go because God was drawing me to it and things happen for a reason, so there's a reason i'm being drawn to the circle k. i walk up and who do i see? gage. of course i look like shit. but him, he has a whole new look and it's HOTT. new clothes, new hair, new aura. damn, did he look good.
FORGIVE ME...