"Your suttle days, a stranglement, i cant explain myself at all, and all that was.."

Dec 26, 2005 19:22

Note to self:
I thought i would be nice to send him that email and wish him a Merry Christmas. I figured if he read it, he might still care about something or anything. but self, he deleted it. Now i know what i mean to him and what the entire situation brings. Thank you, for just waisting your time by being nice and getting horrible respnse to let you down in return. In a way i am so sick of everything, but then i dont want to turn myself down. I dont want to let go of EVERYTHING, and i still want some kind of connection.
I guess i dont really know what i want.
Thank you for throwing me around ine very direction when things were going awesome

"The walls start breathing
My minds unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the FINAL blow"

It Ends tonight.

Im packing for Florida, working on my last application (Salisbury) starting my new Years thing with pictures and going to bed. Tomorrow i go to Schu's to see the kids and play with my computer, go to the eye doctor to get new glasses finally, go shopping with my mom and finish packing. IOll update tomorrow before i leave for Florida.

I dont know why this is getting to me so much, i just think it's rude or osmething, i dont know.
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