Sunday, December 14, 2008

and i asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our love back?
She's falling head-over-heels in love with the fact that she has complete control of me.

I never knew that being in love was this hard.

I know i'm sick and that I need to go to the doctor but I can't.. If I want to stay out of an asylum, I can't. I'll be fine.

I told her not to worry, not that I believe that she would.

Did I ever mention I hate dreaming? Just a false promise of a reality I'll never have.

The (shipped) gold standard could quite possibly be the soundtrack to my life.

If I could only just stay asleep, always. Then at least in the dreams where she actually loves me I could have a fraction of happiness.

What breaks my heart is the fact that she agrees with me when I tell her I have a horrible way of showing her that I love her.

You should probably just stop reading, because all I am is a handfull of dissapointments and a bunch of broken promises and words I can never take back.

I'm sorry you love me.
I'm sorry that we didn't stand a chance.
I'm sorry that I really think living is a waste of time.

Is it so wrong of me to wish that I where the one that died instead of my father? How come he gets to be at rest?

She wants HIM, not ME.

and all i've ever wanted was for her to be happy.

well that is, until I met her.

Now I'm just.. fucked.

-jenny
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