Wednesday, August 11, 2004

some things are never real

as much as time passes, as much as you're present in the moment, some things just never seem like they should be happening. people let go or grab onto certain things, doing what isn't natural, because why? life happens, and everyone, at one point or another, gets fucked by it.

i'm not ready. but i'd rather go somewhere else and disappear than stay here any longer.

everyone's got their tattoos and piercings. and i just feel like i'm stuck in limbo.

scrap everything, start a new life. it's been done before.

... funny, i finally find a place i could stay and i have to leave that world behind ...

figures.

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