The Rantings of a Sad and Depraved Man
Why does it hurt to leave the ones you love? Why? Someone tell me. I have no idea why this is. I would like to know.
Last night, well, yesterday, I went back to Auburn (my home away from where I really want to be), and it was ok. I rode back with a friend, and we had some fun. We enjoyed it and had gun. Well, pretty much the entire time I got back into Auburn, I was texting Elizabeth. I always seem to do that. Well, we texted each other all night until I got back to my dorm. I was at a frined's apartment all night not doing too much. Well, I got into my dorm and messed around for a while, then decided to call Elizabeth. I always do this, because I LOVE HER! I really do. Well, for some odd reason, it felt different this time. It felt wrong. I talked to her, and I felt cold and alone. See, I have spent all of last week at home, in Hoover. This I shall explain later. Well, I got to see her everyday and we did a lot, but it seemed we could have done more. Not saying that I didn't enjoy my time there, because I did. It's just the fact that when I'm with Elizabeth, time flies, and I can't stop it. It pisses me off. Anyways, as I was talking to Elizabeth, I just missed. I just did. It was creepy to say the least. Anyways, this thought overtook me as I was walking back to my dorm. Why is it that we crave the pleasures of another? Why is it that the rich want to be poor, and the poor want to be rich? To most, this question has no purpose in this entry but it does, hold on. Right now, I would do anything to be anywhere close to Elizabeth right now. Why is it that people who have don't want that they have, and why is it that people who don't have, want? Remember this America, you DON'T know what you have until it's gone...
Last night, well, yesterday, I went back to Auburn (my home away from where I really want to be), and it was ok. I rode back with a friend, and we had some fun. We enjoyed it and had gun. Well, pretty much the entire time I got back into Auburn, I was texting Elizabeth. I always seem to do that. Well, we texted each other all night until I got back to my dorm. I was at a frined's apartment all night not doing too much. Well, I got into my dorm and messed around for a while, then decided to call Elizabeth. I always do this, because I LOVE HER! I really do. Well, for some odd reason, it felt different this time. It felt wrong. I talked to her, and I felt cold and alone. See, I have spent all of last week at home, in Hoover. This I shall explain later. Well, I got to see her everyday and we did a lot, but it seemed we could have done more. Not saying that I didn't enjoy my time there, because I did. It's just the fact that when I'm with Elizabeth, time flies, and I can't stop it. It pisses me off. Anyways, as I was talking to Elizabeth, I just missed. I just did. It was creepy to say the least. Anyways, this thought overtook me as I was walking back to my dorm. Why is it that we crave the pleasures of another? Why is it that the rich want to be poor, and the poor want to be rich? To most, this question has no purpose in this entry but it does, hold on. Right now, I would do anything to be anywhere close to Elizabeth right now. Why is it that people who have don't want that they have, and why is it that people who don't have, want? Remember this America, you DON'T know what you have until it's gone...