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| onceagainistandalone (profile) wrote, on 3-12-2003 at 8:49pm | |
| Subject: give him the number, to call if he cares. |
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| Its like..I don't know what its like. Its undescribeable. I feel like something is sitting on my throat. I can't get anything out or take anything in. I feel like a cold heartless bastard..but... theres always a but I am so intensely in love, i don't care that i feel like a cold heartless bastard. Everytime i start to get "down" or whatever you want to call it, i just look to the future and pushes down whatever was trying to surface..but.. another but. thats not healthy..its getting worse each time. I don't know how much longer i can handle this without opening the mouths again. Ha, an obscure Julias Caeser referance...it starts to feel like someone is pushing them out of my eyes, i don't want them to be there, but they just are you know? and i can't stop them. I love her. goodnight |
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rocketboxer | 03-13-03 2:42pm the mouths...indeed |