..Please Don't Tell Me I'm Dreaming..
Journal Entry:
Sat Jan 19, 2008, 11:32 PM
. . . all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you . . .
So I can't figure out if I'm giving up, or if I already have.
There's a line from a book that kind of comes to mind - "You've been dead for three hundred years, you're just to mean to find a grave to lie down in."
Not necessarily the three hundred years part, or the too mean part, just . . . the notion, I suppose is the word I want.
I don't know.
Maybe I am too mean to find a grave to lie down in.
Maybe there's just not a grave hollow enough to fill the emptiness in my heart.
Maybe I secretly love this.
*scoff*
Yeah,
just as much as I hate idiots at gas stations and perverts on subways.
Not.
A.
Fan.
*I'm leaning towards the thought process that I'm just a closet masochist, but who am I to make judgements?*
. . . I don't believe you anymore. I'm not sure I ever did . . .
- Mood:
Neutral - Listening to: ..Walk Away From The Sun - Seether..
- Reading: ..Lover Awakened - J.R. Ward..
- Watching: ..The Little Mermaid..
- Playing: ..nothing..
- Eating: ..nothing..
- Drinking: ..coke..
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