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2005-04-29 - 2:58 p.m. well fuck. i've become painfully aware today that my life consists of either me fucking up and knowing it or fucking up but thinking i'm doing ok. How little I know. Well at least you've cured me of my pesky little dead inside problem. And now you're off to your good old barbaque and what am I left with? I couldn't handle seeing anyone if I wanted to. Oh sure it's our funny little "un-official" joke. It still hurts. It hurts worse than I've ever felt before. And all I can do is sit and cry while I type on a fucking blog. How pathetic is that? |
