6.12.2007

and so it ends

so. i've sold my online soul to livejournal.

so this one's sort of dead?

i'm not posting the link.

peace. world peace. and fuck you.

6.04.2007

is the life that you're living a lie?

i hate unfinished business.
i hate leaving things hanging.
i hate the fact that i have yet to apologise.
i hate not talking to you.
i hate knowing that this could have been avoided.
i hate thinking about you.
i hate thinking about you, after so long.
i hate not saying anything.
i hate seeing you online. and not saying hi.
i hate typing an sms and not sending it.
i hate saying that i want to talk to you. and not doing anything.
i hate you, hating me.
i hate knowing what to do now. and not then.
i hate hanging on to absolutely nothing.
i hate the fact that i made you sound so cheap.
i hate not caring enough.
i hate thinking about us.
i hate myself for being a total idiot.


i'm sorry. dreams, dreams, dreamer, dreaming.

sometimes i wonder is the life that you're living is a lie, and if i am actually in it. i hope you know. that i know. that you know, that i want to bother.

i hate magic. i'd give it anything.