Drunk on her side of town
Another crazy night.
driving on the worng side of the road. fake accents.
johns about to go to kansas for the nexxt two years. im going to drive up their and see him some weekend. catch a show or something.
so it was john, christina and i.
another crazy night.
i hate smoking, i hate drinking.
the only reason is becuase its only some tiny victory over the part of me she still has. i know its against everyhting i was, and its killing me. i dont really care. im different now. im never going to be hwo i was again. she has him. he was disliked anyway.
i was just her boy toy anyway.
i dont know who i am anymore. i mean. im not lost. im in no hurry to find anything ot anyhting like that. i know who im not.
so i was taking christina home. she lives on her side of town. i dont know. shes beautiful. and not to be personallity wise. i dont know, mabye we might try somehting. i dont know. i jsut want to find a relationship or fall wastefully in love again before i die to much more.
i have this urge to tlak to her. not really as much becuase i miss her. or becasue i still love her. i dont know. things are very surreal. i dont know if she ever thinks about me. i know shes already fallen in love with him.
"im not meant for love"
bull shit.
i was never much to her anyway. just a distant unknown person. just the feeling of being wanted. nothing as i always am.
i dont know what i would say to her. it would tear me up to see her. i even forgot waht her voice sounds like. i just, have this want to tlak to her.
to depressing. people are so condesending anyway. to limit me to one dimisnion. to think i feel totall depression. all multisided you know.
love is all around you, your universe is full, but in my world thier is only you.
-some quote from some other fool in the same place as some other fools jsut like me.
driving on the worng side of the road. fake accents.
johns about to go to kansas for the nexxt two years. im going to drive up their and see him some weekend. catch a show or something.
so it was john, christina and i.
another crazy night.
i hate smoking, i hate drinking.
the only reason is becuase its only some tiny victory over the part of me she still has. i know its against everyhting i was, and its killing me. i dont really care. im different now. im never going to be hwo i was again. she has him. he was disliked anyway.
i was just her boy toy anyway.
i dont know who i am anymore. i mean. im not lost. im in no hurry to find anything ot anyhting like that. i know who im not.
so i was taking christina home. she lives on her side of town. i dont know. shes beautiful. and not to be personallity wise. i dont know, mabye we might try somehting. i dont know. i jsut want to find a relationship or fall wastefully in love again before i die to much more.
i have this urge to tlak to her. not really as much becuase i miss her. or becasue i still love her. i dont know. things are very surreal. i dont know if she ever thinks about me. i know shes already fallen in love with him.
"im not meant for love"
bull shit.
i was never much to her anyway. just a distant unknown person. just the feeling of being wanted. nothing as i always am.
i dont know what i would say to her. it would tear me up to see her. i even forgot waht her voice sounds like. i just, have this want to tlak to her.
to depressing. people are so condesending anyway. to limit me to one dimisnion. to think i feel totall depression. all multisided you know.
love is all around you, your universe is full, but in my world thier is only you.
-some quote from some other fool in the same place as some other fools jsut like me.