why is it on some nights i only feel as if i'm half way alive.

i want to live again.

like when i was a kid. i want something to believe in. i want someone to believe in.

i want to live again.

faith ... in my opinion .. is for the weak ( Read more... )

i hate how we rarely talk. this isn't how you said it would be. but i guess that's to be expected. *sigh*

i miss you. i miss us. i miss our jokes .. your made up language ... us giggling over nothing.

i miss being happy.

i hate you not being here. i hate what i'm becoming. i hardened, bitter, weary man.

i'm so lonely these days :(.

its only when you've lost everything .... that you're free to do anything

i feel rockin ( Read more... )

alright ( Read more... )

i hate her.

but god i miss the hell out of her.

the drive home from work really uplifted me. i was in such high spirits, the parkway seemed endless, i listened to the perfect songs .. the ones that would capture each passing moment and forever embed it each future listen ( Read more... )

feel empty.
indifferent.
apathtic

but at the some time i'm frustrated angry and bitter.

i just don't understand. how could she come to me and say the EXACT opposite of what she said 5 or 6 months ago.

i dunno.

i don't care.

whatever happens ...happens.

for now i'll just let myself drift for a while. maybe the "tide" will bring me home

women ... stop being obnoxious whores.

men ... stop kneeling on the ground and eating out of the trough