You don't wear my chains."
I've never missed home more than I do now.
I was eating Silver Bird and I swear I almost cried.
Sometimes when I walk down the street, I look up at the sky and it feels like there's a wonder waiting somewhere that's much bigger than all of my problems, my sighs, my predicaments. It feels good. I forget and I feel like I'm walking on a blank page. It sounds weird but I don't know how else to describe it. It's sad how people would be too caught up in things and forget to look up at the sky.
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Someone once told me I'm a compulsive liar. I said, I just lie compulsively when it comes to personal things. She asked why, and I said I just can't see the point of baring my heart and soul to someone. I do talk and open up, and I do trust my friends but some things are just not meant to be shared. I have things in my head. Secrets, ideas, wishes, all of them crammed in one space. I'm sorry, but when people ask me about certain stuffs, I lie. I know, I'm so going to burn.
Sometimes I really wish I'm somewhere far away where no one knows who I am, or who I was. It'd be really cool, ya know? But I don't think I'll get that kind of chance. Hm.
Ooooh. We're going out. Have to goooo.
Hosheet, i need money.
signed,
fruitcakestinks.
Current mood: reminiscent
Listening to: Boston
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