what??

A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills: to know that high initiation, she must often tread where it is hard to tread, and feel the chill air, and watch through darkness. It is not true that love makes things easy: it makes us choose what is difficult.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

drunk thoughts

so many things i wish i could say to you. but would it be worth it? WOULD ANTHING I SAY EVEN MATTER? does anthing anymore even matter. it all just fucking sucks. every time i like someone new its not the same. i always think of you. why???   this is bullshit. i mean yes, i wish everything could be forgotten and we could strart over.. but is that even possible. i htink sometimes i am too hopful. I try to hard to fizx things when nobody else tries to help. so many things i want to tell you and when i go to tell you i remember we dont talk anymore. its kinda sad. the person i wanted to talk to and tell everthing to is now just someone i use to know. haha stupid song.  but seriously how long must i go before i totally give up. i was over it more months ago and now im not? how the fuck does that work. ?  
oh well in the end, id rather you be happy, with or without me. thats true love right? if not idk what is........=s
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