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12:11 a.m. on 2006-08-18

The hardest of hearts can be moved,
And the softest, be jaded.

Everything seems to be coming in excesses, except time.

Everything

Highly strung, and irritable.
Everyone just seems to be blowing up at some time or another, at some thing or the other.
To look out for each other, remember?

Rockstar said something that makes sense, albeit too much for comfort.
It’s going to be like this for the rest of the time?

Thankfully there still exists laughter.
Jimmy mctay and markovnikov’s rule; the assorted people.

It’s the little things that make it so much more bearable now.

I wanted to say something, really, but I didn’t know what. It’s been time since I last experienced that. But I’m sorry.

It’s been so long since we last had time to talk. It’s been even longer since we last talked like that. Today didn’t seem like such a bad day after that. So glad to have had your company.

I’ll listen to you; sit back and wait. Watch and see. The theory of bounce. And yes, I’ll want you there with me when that day comes. For me, and for them.

Well, keep mine, and I’ll keep yours.

I really hate you, you know?
But yes, you’re not even worth that.

Sometimes the jaded feeling turns into something harder.

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