xanga baby, you are so wonderfully unchanging

i wish i could be like you.

or i wish i had some money.

so i could do the right kind of changing.

FUCK YOU.

you are everywhere i go.

i taste you on every glass i drink from.

i chase you in every dream i imagine.

i hear you in every chord of a song.

i feel you next to me at night.

and now i can't even turn in my fucking job application because you are applying to the same place.

fucking damn, just overdose on something already!

I can't see.

I can't hear.

I can't feel.

I can't even taste.

Without you.

I told them i was done.

And i told myself the same thing.

But that will never happen.

This is love.

And i am a monster for loving you.

a fucking perfect ending to a fucking perfect day.

holy hell i hate this.