8spiders

My life has gotten... well, back to my life.

I stopped fooling around with this girl. Right after, in a moment of clarity, I quit my job.

The thing is, neither of them really understood me. Very few people do. That isn't something to sound as arrogant or conceited, but I very rarely call someone my friend. And when I do... I mean it, because there is something about me that they do understand. But you fight for that, always. When you're that close to someone you fight with every fiber of your being to keep them, because you may never meet anyone like that person again.

Everyone really is unique.

It's why I stayed at my job so long - all those people i met that were strange and different... i didn't want to let them go.

It's why I fooled around with this girl for so long... it's been a very long time since I felt that way about anyone, so I wanted to give it that chance.

Whatever. There's no turning back now... all the damage is irreperable, and I'd have it no other way.

Land on your feet or become buried... that's my life. I was never given anything more. If you asked, I never asked for anything more.