February 2012
26 posts
Are previous years of taking on everything you could imagine, with the burdens of stress to work off the residing sadness worth it? In comparison to believing that the pain will subside into nothing later on… I don’t believe in happiness right now. I want so badly to submit to my misery.
For a woman who can’t swim she sure finds serenity in the shower.
Only when she’s drowning, she resist kicking and screaming, and accepts submission.
Valentine, relent mine.
I’m rapidly losing my long time belief that a lifetime of love is out there for me.
Flirting with the monsters to bring out a twisted kind of work ethic and produces a barrier; this does not only seem reasonable to me but considerably more realistic at the time.
I’m tired of you only texting me whenever you need me. Or it’s convenient for you. It really sucks because sometimes I wish you’d call me or text me to see how I’m doing, like I do. I’ll hint at it sometimes but I think you try to avoid it, so I’ve stopped trying to. I understand it’s probably hard to think of me this way, because I have to deal with it...
And as for you.
I wonder if you were even going to tell me if I didn’t ask.
Once they throw up the Roc though.
jonathanpham:
Your words are clear; I hear you every time. But why is it that I feel less truth than what I felt yesterday?
I know they say it doesn’t solve anything to run from your problems, but even if I stayed everything would crumble before my eyes because there’s nothing left here for me to fix.
I’m going to have to start over again.
I might be spending my summer in Korea. My aunt owns a business in the metal industry and my mom is going to try to see if she can take me in to work for her.
I’m really pulling for this. I’m in need of new concepts, and a fresh start. I want new experiences.