----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I have hoilday spirit After those pretty things you say Yup...the boyfriend is doing cocaine tonight.Funny how I know things.Or maybe how I think of things.Maybe just how I think I know.He spent the day with the child.That was cool.He came into work and had a couple beers and told me to call him so he could come up to work and have some beers with me or come over or whatever.So I call him.He dosent pick up.No big deal.He will have some sort of an excuse tomorrow and then maybe I wont be in the fucking mood.I am not angry.I dont know what I am anymore.It seems like a waste of feeling to get angry or disappointed Alot of things seems like a waste of feeling these days.I can feel a certain way,but it wont matter,so why even bother?I dont mind our time apart...I really dont,but when you tell me one thing and do another,thats a different story,and sometimes the story gets old,and its getting a bit old right now.Its kindof like all of my stupid books.At first when I read a new one...I love it,and then i read it again,maybe a couple months later,and I still like it,cause its new,then i run out of books to read,so once again I read the same one,and its really not that good anymore.And by the end?By the end,I dont even care if I miss a page,or even a whole chapter,cause i already knows what happens so what the hell is the point? Screaming sin Most people say they hate the holidays, 11:14 p.m. - 2005-12-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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