I could be wrong, i could be ready.Oh but if i take my heart's advice I should assume it's still unsteady.
Oh, I'm never really ready. I'm never really ready.
I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there.
in repair - john mayer
I have a lot to blog about. But I think it's too early in the morning for me to actually have emotion right now. I just finished watching "I'm Dancing Inside" and it kind of bummed me out, because yeah, I take it all for granted. I'm a terrible person. It was an amazing film. I can't believe the guy who played Michael is like, pretty much unknown. He played the role to perfection.
It was lovely out today. I went into the sun for a bit. I am so pale it's unreal. I could actually be a vampire. I have actually resulted to blusher and bronzer to make me actually look alive. This will change, after my exams. Lanzerote. Yes.
Ha. He said he wants to kiss me. It grossed me out. Then I realised the thought of kissing anyone else, other than you, still grosses me out. I was really hoping for this weekend. A little part of me was like "WHY ARE YOU STILL BOTHERING?" and yeah, that part was right... you're "going sick. party." What's wrong with letting you know I still care? Everything. You don't deserve it. You're such a little bullshitter. I think you feel that I miss you. But I know it's kind of fake. I'm just scared time without seeing you will confirm the End. The inevitable. I can't carry on like this, pretending that I mean anything. I don't want to lose you, but you've been lost for months. It's times like these that I thank that my memory is shit. I hate to lose the memories of summer '07 but I'm relieved that finally these memories are starting to go blurry at the edges. Today I remembered the time when you couldn't flush the downstairs toilet in my house. Something like that a few weeks ago would have made me weep at how cute and indignant you were when I had to help you out and flushed it in like, one try. Then you said something about the toilet being anti-you? I smiled at the memory, for once it didn't mean much though.
I have a lot to blog about. But I think it's too early in the morning for me to actually have emotion right now. I just finished watching "I'm Dancing Inside" and it kind of bummed me out, because yeah, I take it all for granted. I'm a terrible person. It was an amazing film. I can't believe the guy who played Michael is like, pretty much unknown. He played the role to perfection.
It was lovely out today. I went into the sun for a bit. I am so pale it's unreal. I could actually be a vampire. I have actually resulted to blusher and bronzer to make me actually look alive. This will change, after my exams. Lanzerote. Yes.
Ha. He said he wants to kiss me. It grossed me out. Then I realised the thought of kissing anyone else, other than you, still grosses me out. I was really hoping for this weekend. A little part of me was like "WHY ARE YOU STILL BOTHERING?" and yeah, that part was right... you're "going sick. party." What's wrong with letting you know I still care? Everything. You don't deserve it. You're such a little bullshitter. I think you feel that I miss you. But I know it's kind of fake. I'm just scared time without seeing you will confirm the End. The inevitable. I can't carry on like this, pretending that I mean anything. I don't want to lose you, but you've been lost for months. It's times like these that I thank that my memory is shit. I hate to lose the memories of summer '07 but I'm relieved that finally these memories are starting to go blurry at the edges. Today I remembered the time when you couldn't flush the downstairs toilet in my house. Something like that a few weeks ago would have made me weep at how cute and indignant you were when I had to help you out and flushed it in like, one try. Then you said something about the toilet being anti-you? I smiled at the memory, for once it didn't mean much though.
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