I should be doing something else...
But i'm not. I'm at work. Stupid Hell hole. I'm all by myself. Because that's the way it is here. They don't give a fuck about us and neither do I, about this company. I'm the only one that doesn't call in sick and come in on time...actually i'm about 5-8 mins late every day. But that pales in comparison to the hours late everyone else is, so, technically i'm on time everyday.
I read an old friends journal entry. It inspired me to write this tonight. There is such a balance in the world, it's scary. Something that started off so perfect for him, did not end the same. But he had it. Right there. In the palm of his hands. What every boy/girl relationship should be like: PERFECTION. Like how so many things end in a fire it had to as well. You paint the perfect picture and it's lost in a house fire. Never to be seen again. He had something I never could. I could never get over myself enough to put someone else first. That's my problem. I'm self sacrificing for everyone except the person that is supposed to count. The start of things is filled with such joy and excitement. You never want it to end. That's what I like to remember. If it's fate to interact with these people then so be it. But fate can be so horribly cruel.
In more things then just love....
see you later space cowboy...
I read an old friends journal entry. It inspired me to write this tonight. There is such a balance in the world, it's scary. Something that started off so perfect for him, did not end the same. But he had it. Right there. In the palm of his hands. What every boy/girl relationship should be like: PERFECTION. Like how so many things end in a fire it had to as well. You paint the perfect picture and it's lost in a house fire. Never to be seen again. He had something I never could. I could never get over myself enough to put someone else first. That's my problem. I'm self sacrificing for everyone except the person that is supposed to count. The start of things is filled with such joy and excitement. You never want it to end. That's what I like to remember. If it's fate to interact with these people then so be it. But fate can be so horribly cruel.
In more things then just love....
see you later space cowboy...