Catch me if you can, Baby
Catch me if you can: I bet you'll never guess who I am...
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Broken Records ANNOYING
Is it wrong to writh in your own self-pity? The answer is Yeah, it is. I tell you, hating someone really is easier than loving someone. You can talk yourself out of hating someone, and spend the rest of your life feeling indifferent towards them, but to go from hate to love soo ridiculously fast is just utter mayhem. I've always been one who finds themselves at the epicenter of complete chaos, and where there's chaos, well...that's where you find Ben, I guess. Which sucks because once I'm in, I have to claw my way out, and I'm seriously working at not leaving people bleeding like i used to. My life is kinda like a broken record: it never gets past that sad romantic ballad that drives people crazy. It sticks to me like duct tape, only unlike tape, there really aren't any scissors that can cut it in half. I can't stand to think of that wasted time or to think of my selfish need of something more than what I'm seeing
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