I realised that i'm having less and less time everyday.
work. work. and work.
im either panicking cause i dont have enough time.
or.
im trying to do my work.
yeah.
panicking but stoning and just fretting over everything
like oh crap i have work to do.
and go on youtube to stone.
and perhaps
im having lesser time and lesser things to say here.
lack of mood and lack of words.
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i suppose,
very often,
when you don't have anything, you long for something.
and when you have something, you start to wish for something more.
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Maybe its just assurance.
"
The fact that you know we'll always be here and that you might not come back"
how long ago was it.
since i told you that.
and we can be like opposites.
Like pictures in the water.
and just looking back.
i remember the purity of the flowers.
the bleeding heart reds,
the titanic whites,
a beautiful face,
a petal.isnt it just beautiful?-
down that road again.
i would just turn my head.
and see if you're there.
knowing you won't be, no matter how long i wait.
there is hope.
empty hope.
hope that brings you down.
hope only brings you down.
it'll lift you up then drop you,
eleven feet above ground.
and perhaps then again.
when theres hope, it just gives you a reason to further hide from the truth again.
it gives you time.
deal with it.
its gonna happen this way.
so here's me saying take this time and sort yourself out
just like her..
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orchestras play behind,
as you drift further into your dream
your daze as you wait for a sound.
a calling.
and then.
you off it.
cause you know its not gonna come.
so you hide.
hide.
another pull to the ground.
perhaps,
no one will ever understand.
until they really experience it themselves eh?
keep running from the truth cause you cant face it.
but you know.
soon not or later,
you will.
and you ask yourself.
why hide now? will it make a difference?
why prolong your suffering when you can just end it now?
once and for all.
why?
hope?
because when there's hope, there's assurance that nothing is for sure?
and that things can always change for the better?
that something will happen?
you lie.
again, and again.
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everything's just a vicious cycle isn't it?
just like your daily life.
just like me and her.
there's nothing i can do to stop it can i?
nothing at all.
time and again,
she repeats,
lets be friends.
i smile, and say yes.
another truth bends,
i must confess.
what happened to when i would bother
with you?
does it feel so cold?
very cold?
as though no one cares for you?
so you,
things will be better when i'm dead and gone
don't try to understand,
knowing you, i'm probably wrong.
but my flesh still crawls as i breathe your name
perhaps all this while, i was wrong
perhaps it was you.
Raise your head,Raise your face, Raise your eyes.
Tell me.
who do you think you are?
and ill walk alone to a better place.
its far far away.
but it doesn't matter.
i'm going there alone.
no matter how.
and time has a way of taking time,
too fast.
too slow.
but never.
never be in the business of folding.
keep raising the stakes.-
A flash of light.
Everything disappears.
Isn't it beautiful?
just like opposites,
like pictures in the water.edit-
ahhh. WTFF.
why's she stuck on my mind.
and im supposed to have forgotten her.
why why why.
help.
get the hell out.
not now at least.
i cant afford to.
no.no.no
why am i think of her.
3 weeks.
and i still cant get over it.
still fresh in my mind.
like yesterday.
perhaps it was that call on monday.
now its stuck.
and.
am i gonna take another 3 weeks to get her out of my mind?
in 3 weeks.
exams start.
what can i do..
what can i say..
i got myself into this shit.
i need to get myself really drunk
and slowly kill myself every night.
then perhaps ill go into some breaking down state again.
for one consecutive week.
just like the last time..