Everyone who gets close to me, I seem to fuck it up.  I'm hungry.  I'm going to go make an egg sandwich.

I don't know. I just don't fucking know.

I'm sorry, for being a coward.

Don't believe it if you don't want to.

I'm not asking you to believe it.

Just putting the fact out there.

The fact is, I make a good friend, a great best friend, and a lousy boyfriend.

Friends only now yo. Tired of dealing w/ outside annoyances.

I fail to realize how I've talked shit. Does anyone think I've been talkin' shit on here the past few posts? I didn't think so either. Now I actually feel like talkin' shit, since evidently I was earlier, and didn't realize it...I feel like I've been cheated somehow...that I've been accused, without having done the crime...well let me do the ( Read more... )

Things are looking up ( Read more... )

they didn't agree on much, in fact,
they rarely agreed on anything.
They fought all the time and they challenged each other everyday...
But in spite of their differences,they had one important thing in common...

They were crazy about each other.

Everything feels all wrong.

I wish fear was easy to let go of.

Then maybe I wouldn't be losing the one I love.

Time will tell, time will heal, time will end all.

How I long for the end of it all.

With every moment that passes, I'm a little more certain that I had absolutely nothing to offer her, except a shoulder to cry on when she needed it ( Read more... )

Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence ( Read more... )

I suppose it is kinda hard to keep carrying something out when every good moment seems like you're balancing a glass on your hand simply waiting for it to fall and shatter ( Read more... )