honey in the sun
May. 10th, 2009 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
methrowrock"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care for each other... it's usually a bunch of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by, no matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping, and sure sometimes close can be too close, but sometimes that invasion of personal space - it can be exactly what you need."
and no, the blue funk is back to cloud the days again. which sucks, because i got a bunch of lovely new songs (cheer chen, sodagreen AND natural q, enough said), which would usually cheer *PUN-ALERT!* me up to no end. but no, here comes that familiar lurch of the stomach, that sinking of the heart again. the fear of one fixed disagreeable end and hence, the fear of losing everythingelse,- oh it is all a very sickening cycle indeed. keywords now: pre-empt, premediate, on my own terms, apathetic, give up too easily, back away as others get closer, insecurity, and yes, i am really all of thirteen years of old, stinking to high heavens of puerility and dried milk formula. and yes, those are red roses blooming on my cheeks teehee, spring is awakening, remember. the farewells will come swift and many, boohoo, the end of days with meaning. then, the beginning of the downward tumble of my life. screw school, screw cts, i'm headed for fireworks amidst the dazzling nebulas.
and no, the blue funk is back to cloud the days again. which sucks, because i got a bunch of lovely new songs (cheer chen, sodagreen AND natural q, enough said), which would usually cheer *PUN-ALERT!* me up to no end. but no, here comes that familiar lurch of the stomach, that sinking of the heart again. the fear of one fixed disagreeable end and hence, the fear of losing everythingelse,- oh it is all a very sickening cycle indeed. keywords now: pre-empt, premediate, on my own terms, apathetic, give up too easily, back away as others get closer, insecurity, and yes, i am really all of thirteen years of old, stinking to high heavens of puerility and dried milk formula. and yes, those are red roses blooming on my cheeks teehee, spring is awakening, remember. the farewells will come swift and many, boohoo, the end of days with meaning. then, the beginning of the downward tumble of my life. screw school, screw cts, i'm headed for fireworks amidst the dazzling nebulas.
