Mar 05, 2006 15:14
i honestly thought that once i layed down i'd fall asleep.
i woke up this morning feeling hollow. casting my self through work.
home now. feeling hot cold. mostly angry. what's the point in lying?
if you've fucked up. you've fucked up, and eventually you have to face it.
i wish you would. i feel like i don't want to go any further and get hurt.
so maybe i won't.