break it out

 

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1, 2, 3, 4
Leave just as you came
without a sound
nothing to ruffle your ends

I've been wandering around
making up movies. In my head
so we say don't let it go
let me try and pull out my pride
I already forget how I used to feel about you

leave as fast as you came
no invitation
no where to go from here
I've been wandering around wondering how
I got so, got so...
so fucking boring all of a sudden
so fucking scared, no I'm not scared
you'd mean so much more to me
you'd mean so much more if I remembered

But if I call you...fucking call me back.
That's what friends do.
Reguardless of the circumstances, unless I'm stalking you, which I have never done to anyone
and those have been the only circumstances I don't call anyone else back.
HELLO, manners.
Thank you.

Meet
Me
In
Montauk.

Every day I get overwhelmed with dissapointment and sadness in the awfulness of the every day human being.
I lose hope nearly every day in ever finding a soul that will make me happy the rest of my life, and feel like life is
worth living, that the world is beautiful, that feelings and things unseen do exist.
I want to give up everyday on everyone and everything, but at some point while I'm driving alone in my car and any good song
comes on, it brings me back to some good feeling, or memory of why I love life and have fun.
I find no possibility in meeting someone to make me feel life is beautiful, but at one point in everyday I get one moment of hope.
So it's still there. It's in me somewhere. I feel there may be still some possibility of a person making me happy again, and I can only hope I can do the same for them too.

I do not consider myself depressed, I just think way too in depth and am so over dealing with anyones bullshit and stupidity.
I won't be accepting of anyone for a while, and I have in my mind that, that is the way it's suppose to be.

-I apologize if anyone reading this thinks it's pessimistic and stupid, but I'd appreciate it if you just DON'T read it, or just ignore it. Because after all, this may be livejournal, but it is MY journal. And I write what I think and feel whether anyone likes it or not. That's why everyone has their own.

If you're still looking for a blanket
Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric
But if you need a tailor
Then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs
And mumble your pitiful prayers
And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work
Until all comfort and fear flows in one river
Down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole
And it makes you shiver