It'll last longer if you take a picture
I'm giving a whole new meaning to the term "mood swings".
One minute I'm floating on top of cloud nine, the next minute the cloud's raining on me and I'm drenched to the bone.
WHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?
I'm so so so tired. I can't help but bother. I really can't. I think I have some sort of sick need to keep on hurting myself. It's as if I know that damned mug is hot but I can't stop touching it just to make sure. <----- and I keep doing it over and over again.
I've burnt my finger and I still haven't learnt my lesson.
I need a hug.
It's not you, it's me.
It's come to the point where I'm using cliches. (sorry, I couldn't be arsed to put that little thingie on top)
Why do I keep thinking that a person has totally changed? You can't say a person has changed when you never even knew who they were in the first place.
And you sure as hell can't miss something you never had in the first place. Even though you thought you did.
It's not you. It's me.
3 Comments:
You can miss something you never had. We all buld "reality" in our minds and when "reality" isn't reality, we feel a lose.
The connontation that you can't lose something you never had is accurate to the point of definiton. Maybe you had him, but you never had each other.
I'm so sorry you feel down Azy. *hugs* I'm always here like you were there for me through my maniacal pre-examination stress periods.
Take care.
-David.
*build
*lost
My bad... :P
:)
Yes, you're always there when I need a reality check. So many unresolved issues with the sohai that it's not funny. Oh well.
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