I caused some misdeed that lead to this. I might have been doomed, but doom is relative, and as such, the options of how this could have been played out were due to choices I made. I made bad choices.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings
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Re: ok Jaz, listen.darkmemoryJuly 2 2008, 08:38:47 UTC
I have no bouncing. I date one girl every 2 years or so. I can't talk to people. I'm too shy. I can't meet women I'm interested in, and the ones I am, usually aren't worth my time.
I feel I should just give in to what I constantly tell myself and barricade myself in my own world working on my computers, art, and writing. I just don't know though.
Life confuses me beyond any extreme anything else could even think of doing.
Re: ok Jaz, listen.darkmemoryJuly 2 2008, 08:43:50 UTC
I am happy. Being single is not why I am happy. But I am happy with myself. Not in a public sense, but on the inside, I do things I enjoy everyday, and live life to make myself happy. Just when it comes to anything social, I fail, and dislike it too much.
Also, we haven't talked in a while. I miss the old US days when we would spend hours talking about things most people would laugh at, or perhaps things that would be threatened with burning those who spoke of them.
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I feel I should just give in to what I constantly tell myself and barricade myself in my own world working on my computers, art, and writing. I just don't know though.
Life confuses me beyond any extreme anything else could even think of doing.
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Also, we haven't talked in a while. I miss the old US days when we would spend hours talking about things most people would laugh at, or perhaps things that would be threatened with burning those who spoke of them.
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