Monday, April 02, 2007
just some fucking crap shit to let go
sometimes i hate the way i am, the way things turn out, the way i got nothing that i've fought for
just sometimes.. that happens most of the time. usually.
my colleague: you are putting too much pressure on yourself
me: am i ?
for that moment i was elated, then i slowly sank back into reality.. that what i was offered wasn't really what i want. and the whole emo thing starts again.
FUCK
11:11 PM
i spilled milk on the lawn