Sunday, June 8
lazy grass repeat three's
third or so blog today, in the space of two hours. My mind is completely and utterly fucked. It's most likely procrastination due to exams but my mind is seriously at 88 miles per hour and about to leave this hour of time into god knows what time is programmed into my mind. I'd take a shot at 2005 and be that kid who had a thousand issues with the world but had a friend he could talk to about anything and everything. Never crossing one serious topic but always on the right foot ready to be smile. I used to smile so hard and pretend it would work out. God fucking dammit. Lowest of the low. I wish they didn't have the power to wipe the smile from my face and leave me with hope and no opportunity.
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9 comments:
your writing is beautiful and has brought a tear to my eye.
2005 was a shit year for all, myself included.
I haven't read this blog in so long, I wonder who you are and how you stumbled upon this...
I read a bit of your stuff a while back and just thought to look at it again.
Your writing is beautiful. You really have a talent for it.
It's effortless to write when given the perfect motivation to.
Do I know you?
Ps: No talent, no desire.
I wasn't sure who wrote this blog until you replied. I just remembered reading it a while ago.
You knew me a long time ago...
You really do have a talent no matter what you say.
must your identity remain shrouded?
Well... I dont think you ever wanted to see or hear from me again.
I just honestly didnt know that you wrote this blog when i looked it up again.
I find it peculiar that you would come across this blog 'again', considering it's irrelevance negates the need to store it somewhere for future referencing.
You could maybe put it in a B.A.G and throw it in the garbage?
All I wanted to do was let you know that I really like what you have written and I think your really talented at it. Nothing more.
I'm sorry that this has made you question my motives.
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