Dizzy...
Well I've been doing okay lately as far as my last entry goes... but its days like today when it all spirals down back to the bottom.
It can be something small and all I need is a few moments to myself to let my mind wander and get to me.
I think what bothers me the most is I don't think she's felt anything like I have and its very hard for me to understand.
Lately I've been finding myself saying I don't know what I'm going to do. I usually say that and don't mean it but I really do this time. From good days to bad up and down so rapidly, I almost can't handle it.
Whatever.
Hopefully the rest of the week will be better.
I've been listening to a lot of The Spill Canvas lately, it might not be the right kind of music to be listening to with how I've been feeling but its really catchy. I recommend checking them out if you have the time.
Yes, it's true
You've brainwashed me and now I'm more confused
I still somehow hope I end up with you
Yes, it's true
I romanticize every single thing I do
Especially when it comes to you
I hope to God I mean a little more then the sounds that escape your tired 4 A.M. lips
And oh-how I wish I meant a little more then a symphony of heavy breathing and the friction of hips
It can be something small and all I need is a few moments to myself to let my mind wander and get to me.
I think what bothers me the most is I don't think she's felt anything like I have and its very hard for me to understand.
Lately I've been finding myself saying I don't know what I'm going to do. I usually say that and don't mean it but I really do this time. From good days to bad up and down so rapidly, I almost can't handle it.
Whatever.
Hopefully the rest of the week will be better.
I've been listening to a lot of The Spill Canvas lately, it might not be the right kind of music to be listening to with how I've been feeling but its really catchy. I recommend checking them out if you have the time.
Yes, it's true
You've brainwashed me and now I'm more confused
I still somehow hope I end up with you
Yes, it's true
I romanticize every single thing I do
Especially when it comes to you
I hope to God I mean a little more then the sounds that escape your tired 4 A.M. lips
And oh-how I wish I meant a little more then a symphony of heavy breathing and the friction of hips