Today I had a lot of time to think ( Read more... )

It is SO rare that I will say this, and mean it.
Fuck you.
Honestly.
Fuck you.

no. you're right.
i don't have any friends.

24 hours ago my cat sat on my lap for the very first time.
Now I'll never be able to pet her again.
Goodbye Missy.

On a completely unrelated note, I'm ready.

My mom made brownies tonight.
It was hard trying to explain why I don't like them anymore.
The scent alone bothered me.

I lied. I know exactly why I still do it, and why I want other people to do it.
It's the only thing I have left of you to really hold on to.
It's a good thing you don't read this anymore.

I regret subsribing to you.
Bi-monthly I'm reminded
that I'll be seeing you
for another year.
In my mind I turn the glossed
over pages to find, encapsulated in a picutre,
the smile I now miss.
I don't miss it because I don't see
it anymore. I miss it becuase
I'm no longer the cause of it.

I talked to myself in the mirror for about 10 minutes tonight.
I felt real lame, but I think I cleared up a lot of things with myself.

I regret to inform myself that I still miss you.

I showed you I was the type of boy that would open the door, you just never wanted to walk through. It's snowing again, only this time I don't have you with me. I can see my breath; I can't see you. Did I use that semi-colon correctly? You were supposed to teach me how. I'm a slow learner. We were supposed to put together a puzzle. I'm still trying ( Read more... )