This sand castle is crashing down around me, turret by turret it's falling apart, i can't breathe, i can't see, this castle is closing in on me. It's falling fast, falling apart, but what did i expect? from a castle made of sand.
i'm not at uni today. i dont know how i got sick this fast. i felt pretty much fine yesterday. just a little bit emotionally dead. maybe it's becuase i stopped and rested for a day. everything just seems to have caught up with me. and typing really hurts my fingers. i hope it goes away as quickly as it came. i cant afford to be sick.
yes to the white sleeves or go back to the black ones? i'm not too sure they look right.... but they are starting to grow on me... oh, just let me know what you think.
you couldn't possibly understand. i'm not like her, i've seen her, showing me up, making a fool of me, a fool for you, a fool for thinking... well i guess that doesnt matter now. dont worry about me, i'm not alone, just lonely.
i had something written here before. it explained the feelings i have towards some people. but it only just touched on the thoughts about it. and only expressed the ones i had that i wished people to see. the hard exterior protecting the fragile contents. i guess thats what livejournal is about. showing others what you want them to see. well screw
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