Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Nothing is as good as you can imagine it to be.

We don't have to worry, so sell me a sense of humor.

Bite your tongue and keep your mouth shut.
Until you know what you're talking about.
Should've listened when you said we didn't have to worry.
I'm too much of a critic, too skeptical.
And this is my pledge to you to trust you, you've earned it.
You'd think I'd have more natural trust.
As much as I love you after all it should just come naturally but I guess it didn't.
But now it will and that's a promise.

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Why haven't I been updating?
A little of everything.
More or less, a lack of inspiration, lack of motivation, overdose of complication.
I feel obligated. Which means I automatically don't want to do it.

I roam these streets with absolutely no purpose.
Feeling like I'm worthless.
But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine.
Content with the fact that I know this life is mine.

I don't know what I want or think anymore.
I have so much self-doubt... It's sick. Everything is sick.
But fuck this life. Really, just fuck it all, it's ridiculous.

And on a brighter note, here's something I received on my birthday that I meant to post up a while ago but never did.
Click it.
I love my friends so much. The real ones are amazing.


And I can feel myself falling.