cause all my roads, they lead to you, i just cant turn and walk away...
yeah.
i havent updated in awhile.
there's nothing to update about.
i'm still the same hopeless romantic fuck i am today.
i'm still trying to cling to a relationship that was over three months ago.
i'm still wasting my time on some fucking idiot who has no fucking idea what he wants, who he wants it from, or even if he wants it at all. he doesnt give a shit about me and he knows who i'm talking about, and i sent him an email today, telling him everything that i've been feeling over the past week, and he didnt reply, because hes a stupid fuck that avoids his problems and would rather go play video games or make websites and lose himself in that, than actually face up to his problems, or maybe persue something that could be really great. he wont listen to me when i try to help, he doesnt care about what i have to say. he has a shitload of fucking emotional issues that i know i could help him with if he would just open up and give me a chance. he's so god damn set in his own pessimistic worrying ways that he's missing out on what is right in fucking front of him. *stops in midthought*
wow, i just realized that i should be telling him this, not the computer.
i'm going to go call him now.
i havent updated in awhile.
there's nothing to update about.
i'm still the same hopeless romantic fuck i am today.
i'm still trying to cling to a relationship that was over three months ago.
i'm still wasting my time on some fucking idiot who has no fucking idea what he wants, who he wants it from, or even if he wants it at all. he doesnt give a shit about me and he knows who i'm talking about, and i sent him an email today, telling him everything that i've been feeling over the past week, and he didnt reply, because hes a stupid fuck that avoids his problems and would rather go play video games or make websites and lose himself in that, than actually face up to his problems, or maybe persue something that could be really great. he wont listen to me when i try to help, he doesnt care about what i have to say. he has a shitload of fucking emotional issues that i know i could help him with if he would just open up and give me a chance. he's so god damn set in his own pessimistic worrying ways that he's missing out on what is right in fucking front of him. *stops in midthought*
wow, i just realized that i should be telling him this, not the computer.
i'm going to go call him now.