these days

Some days, I hate everything.

Some days, I'd give anything to go back to where we were.

Some days, I wish that I hadn't introduced you two.

Some days, I don't miss you at all.

But some days, I wonder why I miss you in the first place.

cn't lwys gt wht you wnt

last night someone said this to me:
"You changed my life. You're perfect. I wouldn't change a single thing about you."

They said that you're making a huge mistake in not loving me.

All I can say is, i need to surround myself with more people like that. You constantly let me down and disappoint me.

It's time to let you go and it's time to finally move on with my life.

comfort zone

it is terrifying that the tears that fall as soon as the sun does have become normal to me. something about nighttime moves in the core of my being and shakes me. i cry because i don't know what else to do. i cry because i'm not sure how to deal with this. i cry because you're gone. and most importantly, i cry because it's all i've ever known.

envy

I would do anything to feel nothing. I wonder what it's like to be like you and hurt people but not think twice about it. Maybe you like the feeling of control. I don't know, it could just be that you're a huge bitch. Whatever it is, I hope you know you make me fucking sick.

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i wanna hate you so much. but that's hard to do when i love you so much.

oneirology

dreams are a funny thing.
In one sense of the word, we are dormant in bed, letting our imagination run wild. In most cases, we have no control over where our minds wonder.
In the other definition, we are setting goals for our future. We are planning what we want to do.

Therefore, in one sense of the word, we are free-
and in the other, we are tied down.

All I ask: Let me be free.

dial me

i like that i'm still the person you call when you're drunk.