Jan 01, 2005 08:36
You know what?
I sat here by myself for new years, not by choice, and I thought so much about you, and it sucked when I realized you probably didnt think about me once the entire night.
Me: So its 2am on new years morning. Im sitting here listening to Images of me, and thinking about the unavoidable, what are you doing?
Peter: Oh, Images of me, is that the opposite of "Pictures of you" by the Cure?
Me: funny
Peter: yeah, it was wasnt it
Me: no
Peter: oh
2005 is one of those years you amp up for...like 2000, only you get this feeling of flying cars and floating buildings when you say "Two-thousand-and five", of course thats obviously not happened...and maybe thats a sign.
created in your head...
Im out.