Tuesday, September 4, 2012
why do we look for love? lust? what is it inside us that makes us need someone else? I need no one. But I want someone more than ever. I act shocked when I'm told the truth, when I knew it all along. everyone else was wrong. I told you so just doesn't have the same ring to it when said while fighting back tears. I'll be fine. Better than fine, I'll be ok. I don't need anyone. my feet are cold. How do you really know the truth? You never will unless they want you to. Should I try anyway? It could end differently. It could end badly. I want my hope back. I was content. Then I was pushed. Why do we get so worked up over one person? There are billions of people in this world. But yet one manages to set our whole life off track, if we allow it. Wouldn't it be nice to catch a break. Get what you want. Isn't it awful how when someone rejects you, you try to think of what you did wrong? It's a matter of personal opinion. Not right or wrong. Everything will be as it shall be. Fate, destiny, irrelevant. my mind won't stop racing. won't slow down enough for me to catch up. this is just babbling. ranting. unimportant. in a week I won't feel this anymore. it won't matter. why wait that long? it doesn't matter now. I just decided. wouldn't that be easier? I'm not letting anything stand in my way of happiness anymore. I wish I could follow through with anything I thought. With what I wanted to do. I forget. And get caught up. I mean well. My heart will one day beat strong, proud, content. It will pump my veins full of happiness. I want to go on a road trip. Drive for three days straight. I feel foolish. Why do I let it affect me like this? It's a crush.. guess that's the dead give away right there. crush –verb (used with object) 1. to press or squeeze with a force that destroys or deforms. destroy. break it down and you realize we do all that we do to feel alive. but what really makes you feel alive? truly, undeniably alive? pain. we look for happiness, and when we get it, we no longer want it. Happiness is an illusion, or delusion. everyone has something to lose. that's something to look forward to. I have quit smoking. so far not helping. I quit drinking a while ago.. well I didn't drink as often. Because I didn't like how I acted or felt when I was drunk, anymore. Keeping everything bottled up for so long creates a lot of inner turmoil. And when I drink I have a harder time keeping it hidden. Like right now I want to scream. I want to cry. I miss my home, my friends, my life, everything that was mine. I'm stuck in this house, with rules, and insane quirks about water bills. the most stupid shit you could think of I have to deal with it. I'm tired of having to rely on other people. That's why I've pushed them away. If I can't do it myself, it doesn't need to be done. I decided this today when I had to carry a dresser down two flights of stairs by myself, because no one would help me as many times as I have asked in the past 2 weeks. I thought how it would be easier to have someone's help. But who needs easy? I like a good challenge. Just please god don't take anything else away yet.
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