It was so strange. I was casually sat on my bed, minding my own business, watching a bit of 90210 . . suddenly I'm crying, for absolutely no reason at all. Beth. You are a fucking weirdo.
I would say I have up and down days at the moment, but that isnt really true. Every day seems to be both up and down. Like a shit day, and a beautiful evening. Or a lovely day, and come home and cry like a twat. Nice. But thats cool, its life!!
Anyway. In general, life is good . . well interesting. Beth is getting herself into another couple of silly situations, but I'm beginning to think . . fuck it, you only live once. Maybe if I continue doing the wrong thing for a bit, the right thing will just jump out of nowhere, and slap me in the face. Hopefully knock some sense into me!!
The wrong thing is so shit, yet so fucking brilliant all at once. I would just sort myself out, but I don't really want to. People make things so unclear, no definate lines or bounderies, so I feel a bit screwed sometimes. Damned if I do, and damned if I don't. I don't really have options.
Okay I do. I just don't like them.
"It feels like more than distance between us . . "
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