"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Sunday, December 5, 2010

okay, i actually hated that. what i meant to say was

i was sitting in the dark and only looking at one thing
one year ago i was in a very different place, yet quite exactly the same place
i thought differently, i sat differently
we walked, it was nice
i thought i wasn't alone
i thought maybe things were going to turn out differently
i was deluding myself
looking back on the innocent and naive moron i was, i pity myself
i feel bad for past me and the shit i had to go through, seemingly alone
it sucks

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