Sep 03, 2009 13:39
Fuck. used to be about a broken girl who was no good and a level of comfort achieved. "obviously" we didn't want each other. obviously there were stories before that one. a dead friend. friends that moved away. a father that just didn't live up to my expectations very well. a father who died before he was dead. a job that was pretty cool. a neat way to get from one city to another. then, a fucking career? huh. lack of options. lazy again in my own shit. ideals drowning. not growing up. or just growing out. an introverts favorite past time.