May 11, 2006 10:40
It's the side effect of keeping my fucking mouth shut.
Not acting on every urge.
Not taking every chance.
Trying my best to ignore these feelings...
The same feelings that have pushed me
in
and
out
of love...
Then never really caring for that person again more than a memory, at best.
When I fall, I fall with everything I have.
I'm not saying I've fallen.
I'm not saying I'm falling.
All I'm saying is
Fuck it.
These emotions have gotten me
down
and down
and down
and down...
but every once in a while,
I win.
I'm placing all my bets on myself.
I'm gambling my last dollars on the way I feel, or in many cases, the way I don't feel.
Translation:
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
Fuck it.
thank you.
the end.