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Monday, 19 October 2009

  • Cheap and Cheerful

    Everythings really slow lately. Or maybe its just me.

    I'm such an escapist.
    Its not good.
    Especially not at this point in my life.

    Does anyone even use Xanga anymore?

    I tried to look at his.
    And safari refused to load it.
    Maybe its a sign.

    But I can never stop feeling.
    And I hate it.

    And I ended it with the other.
    It was getting pointless.

    All I feel is guilt.

    I need a fuck.

Sunday, 13 September 2009

  • ritz

    I'm really liking the area we live in now.
    Its close to everything.
    I can walk places.
    Not that I plan to
    in Htwn weather.

    I'm going to have to come clean soon.

    The trial is coming up
    and I'm pretty much a nervous wreck.
    Everything is out of place.

    I hope she stays.
    Life with an unstressed mother.
    That would be something.

Thursday, 27 August 2009

  • Say It Aint So

    So I realize,
    I didn't blog all summer.

    I suppose there was no reason to,
    which might be good.

    Summer school was a bore.
    I got lazy again.

    Went to LA for a few days.
    Got a bloody nose.
    I'm not particularly fond of LA.

    Went to New York
    with my father and my little brother.
    Hes a bright kid.

    But like most kids, he can be annoying at times.

    Hung out with cousin.
    Sang some karaoke.

    And came back home to a new home.

    I think I'm doing well.



Thursday, 20 August 2009

  • ALmost Lover

    I've made the same mistake. Again.
    And its no surprise.

    I'll learn one day.

    Everything is eating up my energy.
    And I refuse to talk about it.
    One should never advertise their problems.
    I just wish people could know, and perhaps understand.

    But in this vast world, if anyone shows you
    even the smallest amount of kindness
    you should be thanking them profusely for noticing
    an insignificant person such as yourself at all.

    Asking for understanding or compassion
    is childish,
    wishful thinking.

    I've poured my heart out to her.
    She knows me.
    And that is enough for me, I suppose.
    Its more than enough.
    Shes done more than anyone else has.
    Shes done more than anyone else will.
    She has come the closest to fulfilling my childish wishes.


    I just need to get through this.

    I wish he would understand that I have other things
    to worry about
    other than our relationship,
    which is all he seems to worry about.

    I still worry.


Tuesday, 09 June 2009

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