Tuesday, June 07, 2005
i miss you less with each day you're gone.
Emery's The Ponytail Parade burns me every time.
It doesn't feel right holding someone else's hand. <--- fucking burns. Do you even remember that we used to be close friends? You really do live up to your status. Dick.
But it's okay....I let go. I curled all the rage, hurt and loss in a ball and threw it away. This is just little bits off the ball that got stuck on my hands. I. Let. Go.
But sometimes i can't help myself. I know i am better than you. Everything-wise. You were just too blind to see that. You will never achieve what i have achieved. Ever. You stupid piece of shit.
Shit, sorry. *gets rid of the bits from hands*. I am serious this time. I let go.
Those old memories would stay in my mind. They were great while it lasted. But everybody changes. Especially a guy like you.
Envy drowned in words at 01:03
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