So who can say (say it along with me now);
Life's a bitch, and then you die?
Anyone? 'Cause I'm sure there's someone out there who can identify... But wait... I find myself trying to figure out the probability of such a person actually reading my fucking journal, and as I only know of one person who does so, I think the probability is REALLY fucking low. Oh well, whatever.
Life blows. If you're reading this, welcome to my world. A person that I have loved very, very much for the past 20 months or so has just left my life (well, not completely, we will still probably be friends, but that will be really fucking weird...). This is not the first time that she has broken up with me; far from it, as a matter of fact... this is (I believe) the fifth breakup... However, I, being a complete lost sheep, kept coming back, but when we got back together this last time (which lasted over a year), I made a pledge to myself that it was the last time... And that sucks... I hate life... I want a hug...
But I don't get any... Because I suck, and it's late, and who the fuck is awake (or willing to be woken up without hating me) that would really care? Ummmm.... No one that I can think of. Flux, I know that I know where you live, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to knock on your door at 4:15 AM... I'm pretty sure that you'll appreciate that... So yeah, fuck all this shit.
I hate it all.
Life's a bitch, and then you die?
Anyone? 'Cause I'm sure there's someone out there who can identify... But wait... I find myself trying to figure out the probability of such a person actually reading my fucking journal, and as I only know of one person who does so, I think the probability is REALLY fucking low. Oh well, whatever.
Life blows. If you're reading this, welcome to my world. A person that I have loved very, very much for the past 20 months or so has just left my life (well, not completely, we will still probably be friends, but that will be really fucking weird...). This is not the first time that she has broken up with me; far from it, as a matter of fact... this is (I believe) the fifth breakup... However, I, being a complete lost sheep, kept coming back, but when we got back together this last time (which lasted over a year), I made a pledge to myself that it was the last time... And that sucks... I hate life... I want a hug...
But I don't get any... Because I suck, and it's late, and who the fuck is awake (or willing to be woken up without hating me) that would really care? Ummmm.... No one that I can think of. Flux, I know that I know where you live, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to knock on your door at 4:15 AM... I'm pretty sure that you'll appreciate that... So yeah, fuck all this shit.
I hate it all.
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but you can always come talk to me. if nothing else, we are in similar situations. you could probably talk to your brother, too. i bet he'd understand.
i'm lonely all the time right now, so maybe i'll try calling you more often. we could play pool or something.
i can say it and mean it, lately.