only for ------

Found my blog yet? Congratulations. I suppose you know who you are.

I'm sorry, I really am... Sorry that I force you to tolerate me and my nonsense... Sorry that you have to waste your energy trying to raise my confidence... Sorry that you're so tired of my pessimism... Sorry I had to vent my madness on you... Sorry that I practically force you to care...

My experiment: to separate myself from the pen and notebook. Well, to be more accurate, to see how long I can go on hiatus before I break. I chose the wrong day to start, and my hiatus lasted five hours, ten minutes. I suppose that meant my experiment was a failure.

Maybe you're right. Maybe you should start avoiding me. When I fall I pull you down with me. But you won't. That's a blessing as well as a curse- I end up owing you big time. But I doubt I'll like it any other way.

I have a lot more to say that I'll just say tomorrow.

But for now-

Thank you.

And that's inadequate, even. And you say that thanks aren't necessary.

Damn the tears. For once, they're not your fault, they're mine...

Ha ha, don't comment to this entry, then it'll be obvious who you are...

"... you bring me out, show me light,
i'm sorry if i hide, i'm too afraid to look inside.
you carry truth, and make me smile.
if it were you and me tonight,
i would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you..."
-Amber Pacific, Poetically Pathetic

... And for once the quote is for you...

only for ------

Found my blog yet? Congratulations. I suppose you know who you are.

I'm sorry, I really am... Sorry that I force you to tolerate me and my nonsense... Sorry that you have to waste your energy trying to raise my confidence... Sorry that you're so tired of my pessimism... Sorry I had to vent my madness on you... Sorry that I practically force you to care...

My experiment: to separate myself from the pen and notebook. Well, to be more accurate, to see how long I can go on hiatus before I break. I chose the wrong day to start, and my hiatus lasted five hours, ten minutes. I suppose that meant my experiment was a failure.

Maybe you're right. Maybe you should start avoiding me. When I fall I pull you down with me. But you won't. That's a blessing as well as a curse- I end up owing you big time. But I doubt I'll like it any other way.

I have a lot more to say that I'll just say tomorrow.

But for now-

Thank you.

And that's inadequate, even. And you say that thanks aren't necessary.

Damn the tears. For once, they're not your fault, they're mine...

Ha ha, don't comment to this entry, then it'll be obvious who you are...

"... you bring me out, show me light,
i'm sorry if i hide, i'm too afraid to look inside.
you carry truth, and make me smile.
if it were you and me tonight,
i would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you..."
-Amber Pacific, Poetically Pathetic

... And for once the quote is for you...