You've got that person.
You know who they are.
The affect you. People don't generally affect you.
You could usually give a fuck.
But for some reason this person does something different.
Makes you think.
Makes you over analyze.
Makes you dream the dreams you can barely remember.
Makes you wonder.
Makes you unsure.
You can't ignore it because you care to much what they think.
Somethings just can't be helped.
Funny thing is, thoughts, like feelings, and dreams, have minds of their own.
Can't be helped, can't be stopped.
You can't go home again.
You don't want to.
You wonder how the first fight was the last fight.
Things are weird but in that good way?
Self actualization is overrated.
Stop thinking.
Don't do.
You don't know what else to say.
Saying nothing will always be better than staying honest.
You feel stupid.
You don't even want things how they were
(They could probably be better than that.)
Everybody has that person.
You just saw her five minutes ago.
At 12:55.
Sleep and me just aren't fucking cooperating tonight.
Currently listening :
Lullabies To Paralyze
By Queens Of The Stone Age
Release date: By 22 March, 2005
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
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