curbdrop out of grace

i always get the muffin

saying goodbye to someone you love is like throwing away the pills you take to stay happy.

sorry i'm not so creative and had to steal.

i didn't even want to say anything. i just wanted to hold for a moment. but the problem is, it's a moment, and when it passes, everything goes back to normal.

and i didn't want to say anything because there's nothing to say. plus, i felt the weather proceeding gave an accurate description of how i felt without the clumsiness of words.

right now, i feel like punishing my body to feel the ache that my heart feels. cigarettes and alcohol.

and after awhile, the feeling will pass. and that saddens me too. because this happened before already, and i know how things will be. i know how i will be.

and that's for the best right, except at the present tense, i don't want to give in. i want to hold on.

i'm usually not sad for a specific reason. rather, i am because of a malfunction or a chromosome flaw. something from nothing usually. but this time is a rare time that will carry weight for the rest of my waken career.

care take.

posted by fillshe @ 8:26 PM