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Sometimes I wonder why I come on here. I feel the need to write something sometimes, but yet never know what to say. Its late, and I have to work tomorrow in the morning. But I have a lot of thing in my mind tonight. I think about the things that I over look when it comes to certain stuff, then there are other things that are constantly in my mind when it comes to another subject in which I always dwell on.
But thats just life right? There will always be some kind of trouble in the top of your head that won't seem to go away until you either accept the fact that you have to deal with it. I always tell myself that I want to do something different, I always say the same thing. But I always tend to tell myself that I can leave everything for another day. I really want something different. But I seem to tell myself that I need something first in order to achieve that goal. I'm right yet wrong. I need to find the will in myself, that drive, that push that I can only give myself and nothing and no one else can provide.
Things will always come and go. Its what I constantly tell myself all the time, but yet I seem to always let that slip by and forget.
I'm so foolish sometimes. I let myself be driven by my emotions. When the storms passes I always reflect on my previous thoughts and actions and always manage to laugh at myself. How do and why do I let myself come to those circumstances?
I always seem to write something negative.
But there are positives.
Last Friday was a great day. Saturday night and especially Sunday morning was the best.
I could live with that.
I don't think I've ever enjoyed watching someone sleep by my side, like I did that day.
Its too soon to say anything. It may not happen ever again. But there are the little things in life that are worth it. No matter whether it may not happen again, or the fact that you, no. Let me stop talking that way. The fact that I may never come to that same moment with you again. But nonetheless, I loved it more than I ever thought I would.
You know the problem is that I want something true. No... That shouldn't be a problem. Its not a problem. The problem is that no one feels the same way. That's the problem.
Theres nothing real out in this world anymore. No, its just rare.
I'm ending this with, once you do find it, try not to let it go. Because it'll be a long time before you find it again.
I'm lost within myself. Lost in thoughts. I should try to sleep... But I know I won't.
Yada, yada, yada...
But thats just life right? There will always be some kind of trouble in the top of your head that won't seem to go away until you either accept the fact that you have to deal with it. I always tell myself that I want to do something different, I always say the same thing. But I always tend to tell myself that I can leave everything for another day. I really want something different. But I seem to tell myself that I need something first in order to achieve that goal. I'm right yet wrong. I need to find the will in myself, that drive, that push that I can only give myself and nothing and no one else can provide.
Things will always come and go. Its what I constantly tell myself all the time, but yet I seem to always let that slip by and forget.
I'm so foolish sometimes. I let myself be driven by my emotions. When the storms passes I always reflect on my previous thoughts and actions and always manage to laugh at myself. How do and why do I let myself come to those circumstances?
I always seem to write something negative.
But there are positives.
Last Friday was a great day. Saturday night and especially Sunday morning was the best.
I could live with that.
I don't think I've ever enjoyed watching someone sleep by my side, like I did that day.
Its too soon to say anything. It may not happen ever again. But there are the little things in life that are worth it. No matter whether it may not happen again, or the fact that you, no. Let me stop talking that way. The fact that I may never come to that same moment with you again. But nonetheless, I loved it more than I ever thought I would.
You know the problem is that I want something true. No... That shouldn't be a problem. Its not a problem. The problem is that no one feels the same way. That's the problem.
Theres nothing real out in this world anymore. No, its just rare.
I'm ending this with, once you do find it, try not to let it go. Because it'll be a long time before you find it again.
I'm lost within myself. Lost in thoughts. I should try to sleep... But I know I won't.
Yada, yada, yada...