Friday, July 14, 2006

It's that itch. The I want it now itch. Hah.
But the more you want it the more it doesn't come.
So if it happens, it happens.
Now's not too bad either.

Who's gonna talk to me next week? Indeed.

Nice people finish last? I'm counting on that.

Sometimes I think all of you are lying to me, keeping things from me. I tell myself it's paranoia.
In the end, I don't know which would be worse, to find out the truth or to know that my friends have been hiding the truth from me.

One of those Woe-Is-Me nights. But my day was productive.

by tab at 1:35 AM |