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Tell her not to go...
tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time.
tell her nothing if not this,
all I want to do is kiss her.
I've regretfully decided to go back into my bubble. I need a break from the parties, [sex, drugs, and rockn'roll], and people.
I've been watching a lot of Scrubs lately, which is a great show. It's always hilarious, but has a good point. I like the soundtracks they play while making these points at the end, too. I've noticed, it says a lot of things that make me wish I had someone.
am i gonna be lonely for the rest of my life? unless you come around... so come around.
"nothing sucks more than feeling all alone no matter how many people are around"
On that same subject, there is this girl that I have started to care about. In fact, I care about her intensely. Unfortunately, there's a whole pile of fuck involved there. She dated one of my roommates recently and he fucked her over. They were together for less than two weeks, but it happened. We've been really close friends for a few months now, but someone else fucked it, too. Another guy moved in here for a couple months and got weird. He claimed he was in love with her, and then he moved away because he couldn't stand to see her anymore since he couldn't be with her. Hurt too much to be friends haha. So yeah. two roommates, both turned out to be 'fuck' situations for her. I'm afraid even to go there, despite how much I care. I kind of think I'd just botch it and hurt one/both of us, anyway.
Solution for now: stop caring. separate oneself from wordly desires; attain nirvana.
haha. yeah. I think I'll probably just end up ruining it for myself, kicking my ass, and then getting depressed. This, fortunately, will bring out the creative side in me. Also, I don't smoke as much weed when I'm depressed haha. That'd be good. I drink depression down, smoke to enhance the good. I can't be high and depressed or I just analyze things entirely too long.
I'm stoned. I really want to blab in here and divuldge all this shit that's been going on, but it'd be pointless. things have been good, lonely, drunk, high, cold, happy, sad. i guess you guys can make up the details to my story if its that important.
A general question for anyone who gets this far in reading- when you wake up every morning and think about one person, spend as much time as possible with her, go throughout your daily routine just waiting to see her, and ultimately go to bed wishing either that your hug goodnight meant more or that she stayed and went to bed with you, what does that mean? love, a crush, an enfatuation, which, like a bowl of rice krispies, will have no snap, crackle, pop after five minutes...? It'd be badass if someone could answer that.. and also make rice krispies that stay krispy. Until then, I'll live it one day at a time in hopes that she comes around.
After this one doesn't work out, either, I don't think I'll have must taste left for this game we play
Thank you zach braff for being awesome on this show and also for Garden State.
tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time.
tell her nothing if not this,
all I want to do is kiss her.
I've regretfully decided to go back into my bubble. I need a break from the parties, [sex, drugs, and rockn'roll], and people.
I've been watching a lot of Scrubs lately, which is a great show. It's always hilarious, but has a good point. I like the soundtracks they play while making these points at the end, too. I've noticed, it says a lot of things that make me wish I had someone.
am i gonna be lonely for the rest of my life? unless you come around... so come around.
"nothing sucks more than feeling all alone no matter how many people are around"
On that same subject, there is this girl that I have started to care about. In fact, I care about her intensely. Unfortunately, there's a whole pile of fuck involved there. She dated one of my roommates recently and he fucked her over. They were together for less than two weeks, but it happened. We've been really close friends for a few months now, but someone else fucked it, too. Another guy moved in here for a couple months and got weird. He claimed he was in love with her, and then he moved away because he couldn't stand to see her anymore since he couldn't be with her. Hurt too much to be friends haha. So yeah. two roommates, both turned out to be 'fuck' situations for her. I'm afraid even to go there, despite how much I care. I kind of think I'd just botch it and hurt one/both of us, anyway.
Solution for now: stop caring. separate oneself from wordly desires; attain nirvana.
haha. yeah. I think I'll probably just end up ruining it for myself, kicking my ass, and then getting depressed. This, fortunately, will bring out the creative side in me. Also, I don't smoke as much weed when I'm depressed haha. That'd be good. I drink depression down, smoke to enhance the good. I can't be high and depressed or I just analyze things entirely too long.
I'm stoned. I really want to blab in here and divuldge all this shit that's been going on, but it'd be pointless. things have been good, lonely, drunk, high, cold, happy, sad. i guess you guys can make up the details to my story if its that important.
A general question for anyone who gets this far in reading- when you wake up every morning and think about one person, spend as much time as possible with her, go throughout your daily routine just waiting to see her, and ultimately go to bed wishing either that your hug goodnight meant more or that she stayed and went to bed with you, what does that mean? love, a crush, an enfatuation, which, like a bowl of rice krispies, will have no snap, crackle, pop after five minutes...? It'd be badass if someone could answer that.. and also make rice krispies that stay krispy. Until then, I'll live it one day at a time in hopes that she comes around.
After this one doesn't work out, either, I don't think I'll have must taste left for this game we play
Thank you zach braff for being awesome on this show and also for Garden State.