Workings of a Nutcase
Friday, August 28, 2009, 7:31 PM
problem is, i just can't get over him.

you know there's a problem when you wake up, and the first person you think of is him. you know there's a problem when you send a group message, but you know deep down you're only using that as an excuse for him to reply. you know there's a problem when you keep checking your phone for his reply, even when you know he doesn't bother to.

i'm in some deep trouble. hahahaha.and i'm laughing! hahaha. the heck. i think i'm sick. although, that really doesn't matter now, cause my awareness doesn't change anything. its not as if i'd strive to get out of this hole. i like the feeling of sinking mindlessly. you don't have to think; you don't have to try. you just sink... and sink... and sink...

thankfully it's a bottomless pit. i wouldn't have to worry about falling flat on my butt.

here's to the optimist in me, never failing to make the best out of miserable situations.

here's to you, who's infinitesimal touch will forever be a source of uncertainy--and thrill--of my twisted mind.