Haha, as expected. Lots of loools.
Again; wasted a perfectly good blog. Sometimes I don't even recognize me.
I find myself thinking there are two kinds of emo; the dumb kind and the kind that I am. ...but I'm afraid they look suspiciously similar.
Eh. Let's start over.
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My most concise conclusion is:
I'm filled with desire for the very thing I fear. It is torment.
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I'll never be handed an easy situation to get to know a cool, single girl who just happens to be compatible with me. There are distinct chances I've missed; Lauren, Elena, ect etc. Not a chance anymore; I'm better off if they're dead to my memory. I've got to forget it and look forward to the future. If I can't live in the present I may continue to miss opportunities by failing to recognize what's in front of me. Right now no matter how I look at it, there's just nothing in front of me.
It just sucks.
:)
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