Feb 19, 2006 00:00
I lost, didn't I?
I'm back in school all over again, ditched because I'm the nerd or the scrawny one. Begging for scraps when even the scraps are too good for me. I'm back to square one. Much as I can't fucking stand it, I'm back to crawling after her. I hate her. God, I hate her and I miss her. I've lost... lost the guys keeping my head above water, lost purpose, whatever. I'm gonna die out here, or die as soon as I leave, and now I got no reason to request an acquittal like I wanted to. No reason to want one now, you see. Soon as the hooks were back in me, I lost all over again.
Fuckin' amazing the people here could ever look at me with a straight face. I guess it's time to leave this room and see if they still can. I left a fucking mess out there, after all. Only thing I was ever good at was cleaning up.
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