Jun 04, 2011 21:24
I almost wish we'd never met. Almost. Everything has some memory of you. You adjusted so well. The more I think about it, yea: I wish we'd never met. I wish you were never brought into the circle. Please don't kill yourself; it'd be default love. Default love is the worst. Gonna start a life and I don't like the path I'm on. I don't want to sit in an office for the rest of my life (well, the good years of my life). I want to travel, open a business, and be filthy rich like a celebrity. Filthy rich. The ultimate fantasy. Yes, I suppose this means I'm not imaginative, but I am entertained by simple things. You can never be the smartest or best, so why try? Well, try, but don't freak out about it. Too late.
When we see each other you act like I'm going to punch you. I'm supposed to feel sorry for you to move on, but I don't; I simply don't understand you. Please move away and never speak to me. Oh wait, guess that already happened. BITCH
~kt~