It could begin or end in one evening.

Apr 12, 2005 16:31

You know what I'm tired of? I'm tired of trying to figure out what the hell is going on inside your head. And this isn't to anyone in particular. It seems like we've all got this godforsaken little world in our own fucking heads where we don't say anything to each other no matter how important it might be and I don't know whether you're lying to me or not. I'm so scared that what you're saying about other people you're saying about me to that other people. How can I fucking know, okay?? How? Trust you?! What the fuck is trust anymore!!!????!? I'm starting to sound like Sam because she doesn't really trust anyone. I'm tired of all the sappy "Omg, I love you NOW because you almost died" or whatever it is that's going on. How come things are appriciated once they are threatened?? How come you can't just see whatever it is that's right there in front of you and say You know what, I'm fucking lucky to have that. I'm so mad right now because people just throw around the word "love" like it's confetti or something that you throw around now. People say things and MEAN a whole 'nother thing. I'm so tired of looking for a hidden meaning in everyone's words!!! I'm tired of looking for the meanings behind the words in songs. I'm tired of walking around with no where to put my hands. I'm tired of wasting away. I'm tired of taking things for granted. I'm tired of being forgotten. I'm tired of not trying. I'm just so fucking TIRED.

All I need. Is for you to say what you mean.

Without words.

I'm not even signing this time. Because I don't know who I am right now.
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