Mar 31, 2012 06:53
So let's make a list of who we need and it's not much if anything
Let's make a list of who we need and we'll throw it away
'Cause we don't need anyone, no we don't need anyone
I've just got to get myself over me
For some reason I have this horrible habit of reminiscing about individuals. I get all nostalgic and sad because I miss them. I miss how we don't talk often enough or see each other enough. And I really start to get upset. I start dreaming about how things could possibly be different. If I made an effort to go to (insert name of city where they live) then everything will be great again. Or if I can convince them to come to Indy or Btown or even Chambana then everything will be just like it was before. We'll be great friends and I'll be happy again. But then I realize that things never really were that great. Most of the guys are really assholes. And most of the girls are bitches. People that I've never really had much in common with. So why do I let myself get so worked up over this fantasy of who these people could or should have been?