"I can't breathe without you!" Translation. Don't hurt yourself cause i'd feel guilty. Its selfish for me to pull on the stutures of an old wound. But still i hate being patronized. Hehh how can i be so stupid. Story of my life. People only care when they think they can gain the satisfaction of making a superficial difference in your life. And here i am carrying these memories that are priceless to me, and to her you can find them in the $3.99 bin at a carwash somewhere, right next to the directors cut of free willy 3.
Ok i'm typing out of anger. Exhale. Deep breathe. Then again i'm always notorious for being wrong. I don't know. All i know is i should stop thinking about it so much. Unfortinatly for me, i found out roughly 2 hours ago that this won't be wrapped up on the 20th. This is going to go on for anotehr 3 fucking months! so my lifes stuck on pause for half a year? FUcking christ. On top of that the new ramifactions from the A.D.A. may have include my never being able to enlist cause i'm being treated for depression. The last thing they want to do is give someone unstable vigorus and rightous training on how to kill with a smile. *slams head on keyboard*
On top of that it someones been waking sleeping dogs lately. Any other ghosts my of past from people i've wronged in this life or the next want to make a surprise apperance or random phone call about how i fucked you over somehow? Now the real question how to cope? Anyone know when the next H-train is leaving? I have a boarding pass in the shape of syringe. Christ all fucking mighty i fail to beileve hell can be any worse than this.