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I still cry myself to sleep wishing that i'd be able to hold you wile i fall asleep just one more time...
although its only once a week instead of every night it hink thats an improvement, no? instead of staring at my phone wising you would call but knowing you wont...
at least only one day a week i shed tears for you.
For the love of all that is moogle, please call me.
on the other hand... the other night i cry until i fall asleep.... its cause of my einstein. I wish he was here. its hard to live here knowing that i cant wake up to my einstein being lazy lying in the sun in the yard waiting for me to wake up... and coming home from work, knowing that he should be all jumping happy to see me only that he's not here anymore...
that brings me to tears only once a week.
so, out of 7 days, i only cry two of them.
good odds, right?
only that 4 of them im too emotionally drained to care about anything (usually i dont eat those days) and 1 day a week i wonder why god is punishing me for surviving one of my many accidents that should have been fatal... *shrug*
All in all, i dont want to have nothing to do everynight...
also there are movies i want to see
if something striked your fancy, and you havent seen it yet, send me a line if its something im remotely interested in mabye we can see it togeater, and i can forget for a few hours, or one night, of where I have ended up in this game called life.
And mabye, i can be happy, for a few hours of a week.
I miss being happy for more than a few hours on end.
I miss being loved. wether by a pet, or by someone who loves me.
I miss being liked
I miss being missed.
I miss everything past casual acquaintance.
hell, i miss acquaintances.
Most of all, I miss the people i call friends.
although its only once a week instead of every night it hink thats an improvement, no? instead of staring at my phone wising you would call but knowing you wont...
at least only one day a week i shed tears for you.
For the love of all that is moogle, please call me.
on the other hand... the other night i cry until i fall asleep.... its cause of my einstein. I wish he was here. its hard to live here knowing that i cant wake up to my einstein being lazy lying in the sun in the yard waiting for me to wake up... and coming home from work, knowing that he should be all jumping happy to see me only that he's not here anymore...
that brings me to tears only once a week.
so, out of 7 days, i only cry two of them.
good odds, right?
only that 4 of them im too emotionally drained to care about anything (usually i dont eat those days) and 1 day a week i wonder why god is punishing me for surviving one of my many accidents that should have been fatal... *shrug*
All in all, i dont want to have nothing to do everynight...
also there are movies i want to see
if something striked your fancy, and you havent seen it yet, send me a line if its something im remotely interested in mabye we can see it togeater, and i can forget for a few hours, or one night, of where I have ended up in this game called life.
And mabye, i can be happy, for a few hours of a week.
I miss being happy for more than a few hours on end.
I miss being loved. wether by a pet, or by someone who loves me.
I miss being liked
I miss being missed.
I miss everything past casual acquaintance.
hell, i miss acquaintances.
Most of all, I miss the people i call friends.