When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone.

Dec 17, 2009 11:42

I'm over love.

Fuck it. I'm not pursuing it. Pursuing love leaves me empty and drained. Falling in love never works out and I've had it up to here with tears in my eyes over Christmas songs and emotional moments that happened too long ago to affect any part of my current life.

I'm done for the next year. I'm not looking for love any more, and if it happens to find me, well, we'll see what happens, but I just don't want the inconvenience anymore. The high is great, but the crash keeps sucking, and the crash keeps mixing with the other crashes and no more. Don't care. Fuck off.

In other news, I'm totally getting a kitten soon.

letting the past die, love, fuck

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