I can't take this.


Someday, this is going to eat me alive. I'm telling you that everything is ok right now, because it is but these words are not lasting. My stomach turns inside out every time i think about it. I watch my organs fall t the floor but stand as lifeless as a statue and make no attempts to alter it.

Everything is so recycled. Recycled. Recycled.

and you don't even know it.

Do you realize that you are saying the same things? Making the same faces? Storing the same inside jokes?

You don't mean to. People say the same things. It's who people are.

This is entirely different.
How do you know it won't be the same. You say you hated every minute you spent wiht them, but you didn't at the time, did you?

These hateful prose are not what i intended. A peaceful piece of port to ship off any after emotions was the intent of this, but i can't be there right now.

I can't take this.

/rant

ps.

you (10:35:18 PM): i hope you're ok too.

me (10:35:23 PM): i am.

This is the only time I've ever lied.