| Seff Basilisk ( @ 2004-06-20 01:20:00 |
emotions
i dont know what to think anymore. I walk at night to try to get rid of all the memories of the two main S-A's. But i cant. They haunt me. The first i know i fucked up, and i dont know what to do with that. The second...i still dont know. I never got "the talk". I try to put on a brave face, make it seem like it doesnt slow me down, but it does. Sometimes i feel so old. What ever happened to the magic of love? Did it really become this watered down? I dont know.....i've felt the spark with each of them, but i dont think they ever felt anything. I dont know what to think anymore.
"Springtime is your time, is my time, is our time, for springtime is love time, viva sweet love" E.E. Cummings.
Spring is here. Love has not yet reared its head and sheathed its fangs in my so far. It must know that the little bits are still poisoning me. ARRGH!
i dont know what to think anymore. I walk at night to try to get rid of all the memories of the two main S-A's. But i cant. They haunt me. The first i know i fucked up, and i dont know what to do with that. The second...i still dont know. I never got "the talk". I try to put on a brave face, make it seem like it doesnt slow me down, but it does. Sometimes i feel so old. What ever happened to the magic of love? Did it really become this watered down? I dont know.....i've felt the spark with each of them, but i dont think they ever felt anything. I dont know what to think anymore.
"Springtime is your time, is my time, is our time, for springtime is love time, viva sweet love" E.E. Cummings.
Spring is here. Love has not yet reared its head and sheathed its fangs in my so far. It must know that the little bits are still poisoning me. ARRGH!