May 05, 2012 04:55
Oh i see that lantern trimmed low burning in our home. And though i feel like crying, i swear tonight i'll cry no more.
Here we are, once again. I guess myself is the only one i really need to talk to anyways. Not that i ever tried to kid myself otherwise, i just stopped talking period. Floating through time. I hardly notice it passing anymore, if even at all. Hell, i never did have any use for clocks or schedules. Still dont. It really doesnt mean anything. Its true, life IS what you make it.. Still doesnt make it mean anything, except to yourself.