I think we're alone now

Mar 19, 2005 11:34

Meh. Hench meh with bells of meh on it. Joe's gone now.

Joe spent the night. Had a great time. Yet I still find myself feeling like a complete goth and listening to Finch. Finch. Fucking Finch, of all things. Any respect I had for myself is down the drain.

Never ever EVER spend time with anyone you love unless you're living with them, because you just feel like a big gothic bat afterwards. And you need to keep seeing them. Maybe you don't need to spend every second of the day with them, but you do need them in your life. A lot. It's weird. This is the happiest point of my life, even with my bastard family heckling me, but I still feel miserable. Even though now I have NOTHING to be miserable about, since I've actually got object permanence and know he doesn't cease to exist once I can't see him.

Bah. Thinking positive does nothing to alleviate gothness. Walking-thinking sunshine time.

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