jeesh
i remember this time when i was all fucked up and walked home from taras old apartment.
it was so easy, and everything just felt okay even though i was completly fucked.
it was just a dark road, a pack of cigarettes, a dead cell phone, and my backpack with my skateboard on it....
life is so fucking complicated and hectic and annoying and sad and depressing and overwhelming lately. the girl of my dreams left my life for good and im still not over that. i will never be over that...no matter how fucking hard i try, no matter how many other girls i go out with, theres always the never dying thoughts and smiles that i am constantly reminded of...
everything...
you name it, its you.
god damn it...i hate to still love you.
I FUCKING HATE TO STILL BE IN LOVE WITH YOU AND IT IS HURTING ME SO FUCKING MUCH.
why do i dick myself over...why why why....
the new girl cant ever be the old girl and i cant be with anyone but the old girl.
.im.a.fucking.prick.
it was so easy, and everything just felt okay even though i was completly fucked.
it was just a dark road, a pack of cigarettes, a dead cell phone, and my backpack with my skateboard on it....
life is so fucking complicated and hectic and annoying and sad and depressing and overwhelming lately. the girl of my dreams left my life for good and im still not over that. i will never be over that...no matter how fucking hard i try, no matter how many other girls i go out with, theres always the never dying thoughts and smiles that i am constantly reminded of...
everything...
you name it, its you.
god damn it...i hate to still love you.
I FUCKING HATE TO STILL BE IN LOVE WITH YOU AND IT IS HURTING ME SO FUCKING MUCH.
why do i dick myself over...why why why....
the new girl cant ever be the old girl and i cant be with anyone but the old girl.
.im.a.fucking.prick.