Must i have some cute or catchy name for
"Old wounds heal slowly, they grow into mold me..."-Dez
I think i have all the answers i need now. And i am back
where i started. Don't expect anything classy or poetic or
meaningful right now, cause i'm pissed of. I'm hurt.
I am right back where i started. Against my better
judgement i finally decided to trust someone. Even though i
knew i shouldn't have, i was under the illusion that if i
did not then nothing good would ever happen. Nothing good
would ever come of what little there was. And when i
finally decided to trust this person, they know who they
are, i get all this shit thrown right back in my face. I
really wonder if i am even meant to trust people, because
everytime i do something happens that shows me that i
shouldn't have. There are only two people who have shown me
otherwise, and Joey, Michelle, i love you dearly for this.
I cannot help it that dirt-digging is in my nature. I have
always felt that if i know everything about everyone then
it would keep me safe, it would help me know what to do and
when to do it. This has once again proven true. I saw the
web site, and i saw his web site, and i saw everything i
needed to see.
I told you, I FUCKING TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN! AND DON'T
YOU GIVE ME THAT "LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES" BULLSHIT EITHER! I
HAD LEARNED, I KNEW WHAT WAS BEST FOR ME, I WAS SAFE, AND
YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME!!!!
God, fuck you all.
Present mood-jaded, disillusioned.
Present music-Coal Chamber-Home-"Old wounds heal slowly,
they grow in to mold me....."