Sunday, October 12, 2003
arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon.
i hate you. i really do. i hate how everything doenst fit into (my) focus. i know its selfish but hey, i have my limits too alright. i dont know how much more of this i can take. i mean, yeah. i promise i'll tolerate AS MUCH of your nonsense (you know i dont mean it that way) as my heart permits me to. (so i guess this means i'll be hanging around for quite some time as long as you let me in. but then again. even if you dont. ahh fuck. what am i saying. i'll always be there fer you k.)
but i cannot. cannot. CANNOT. deny that it hurts.
i jus hope you're alright. please dont do this anymore okay? right now i dont even know if you're dead alive breathing lying unconscious in a ditch/on the floor of yr room. i dont know.
all i know is that ily.
oh god pls dont let anything happen.