Relapse Of Emotion.

This week is horrible.
Good days, horrible afternoons and nights.
I hate what has happened lately. What I've done, why I had to do what I did.
I hate that I'm becoming insanely full of myself.
I hate that I'm becoming so desperate for attention. What the hell happened?

A Look On The Other Side.

Why did I keep that picture.
I remember when I was going through my phone right when summer was ending, deleting everything that reminded me of you so I could move on and for some reason I couldn't get rid of that.
Just seeing the picture was just..
I miss you..
Fucking hell.

Which side to trust.

I'm very bi-polar with how I feel about this. Thankfully, I know which side to trust. Hopefully.

The Silence.

Why did I look through that.
Why.
I miss who you were.
Why did I let myself ruin our friendship.
I miss you.
Why oh why did ruin our friendship.
And now it's too late to fix.
I've tried.. It's done.

Dehumanized.

I drove by your old house last night and for some reason, I missed you. It was a really weird feeling. Damnit, i've had this open for 3 hours and that's all i've written. Guess i've been too busy with being all bummed out due to what tomorrow marks. :/ Oh well.