| "theres noone i can trust.
I thought there was us,
but no, there is no one." |
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| Cursed. I've just recently realized that I'm an emotional wreck. I have no control over my emotions or feelings, and also no way of coping with them. Everyone I know is good at something, they have a god-given talent. My best friend is an amazing writer, a girl I know takes the most breathtaking photos I've ever seen, My Brother is amazing at football.
What can I do?
I used to be an amazing artist, but i cant do that anymore. I'm not a good writer, so i do what all my heroes have done and play music, but playing other peoples music doesnt make me happy, and my own music fucking sucks.
What DO I do?
I keep walking, light another cigarette. What the fuck right? I'm only going to die. Theres no point in prolonging the inevitable. Its just one more horrible addiction to add to my list.
"How did you get so deep inside of me?"
...and why cant i get you out? There is no logical explaination why everytime i see a picture of us (god knows theres enough) my heart races, and my stomache does backflips inside me. I guess i'll do what i always do and pretend i dont care. Quietly tear myself apart from the inside.
Theres no point in dwelling upon that over which you have no control.
So why do I? |
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| Tonight was amazing.
I couldnt have asked for a better birthday barbeque.
I love my friends.
I love my girlfriend.
I love the slip 'n' slide. |
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So much momentum. This room feels like its going to explode. |
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