joker_nemesis

Sometimes I think things, that I know if I ever said them... I'd have to retrace too many steps, and I can't remember for the life of me where they were leading away from, anyway.

Ah well. Its merely my mind racing many a mile per hour.

My roommate asked me what i'm going to do when I lay down one night and realize i'm truely lonely... I told him that i'll close my eyes and think of my most warm memory. I guess that'll only work so many times until it starts to lose its comfort.

I make the most amazing things up in my head, sometimes. I really wish you could climb in there with me and see them... even if they have nearly no correlation to reality, I see them and they're absolutely wonderful, comfortable, possible, and withstanding.

I'm a hopeless romantic, and a helpless asshole. I guess I just need to gain the confidence to believe that somewhere, there exists someone on the same playing field.

Yeah, right.