mainsqueeze's Diaryland
Diary
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born at nine and dead at noon
What I wanted to say that morning but didn't was that I understand why you made your choices and that I understand how nice it would be to have that warm thing to go back to over and over even if it was the same kind of warm as the breath of a beast about to rip you to shreds and how broken your heart must have been when you learned that you could never be me even if you bought the same perfume or read the same books or fucked the same guys when you learned that modeling yourself after a woman doesn't mean that you will have her strengths or her weakenesses, but you will keep your own, your blind desire to find happily-ever-after somewhere, anywhere in a boy who never loved you, or one who never called you or one who is just as empty as you So what I wanted to say that morning was the past is the past and I am alive right now so let's put our history to bed because I may not like you, and I may not think much of you anymore but I would be more than happy to take your fucking money like everyone else's. Here's your return shot. Ha. Have fun getting your ass beat and being bitter because no matter how much I let you take, I would never let you take my identity.
10:44 p.m. - 2006-11-16
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