Well, that was a crazy turn of events. I think now that my last post is somewhat justified. I sometimes think I'm being haunted by the Spirit of Irony. I expect one thing to happen. Then the opposite happens. Then, when I become used to this turn of events, the original thing I expected happens.
I suppose that this would have been easier if I hadn't seen it coming. If I hadn't been dreading that moment for days, if I hadn't lain awake at night with doubt gnawing at the edges of my sanity.
It's times like these when I really justify an emotional shut down. And why not? It's not as though I can expect anything for the present... perhaps never. But you know what I mean. Stray cats don't get domesticated, don't have homes. I only have the moon at night and the memories of better times. These memories won't let me rest.
But Hmmm... this sounds familiar... Oh, yes. I've been horrible and melodramatic like this before. I wonder if the sound I hear is really me whining or just history repeating...
Listen to This:
- Daniel Renquist
- This is just another new thing that's become old. If you're reading this, then you must be very determined indeed. But I digress. This is where I pour out what cannot be said anywhere else. Sometimes, this can be a little depressing or foolish, so bear with me.
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...well i was gonna tag u... but its ur choice to do it or not, read my blog or stephens if u choose to accept it...
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