the art of leaving

Feeling: discarded
xxx- "why are you leaving" xxxx- "because i dont know who i am anymore" i feel like i'm losing myself. i'm being overtaken. it feels as if disappointment is becoming a way of life. am i wrong for hating? hypocracy, melding with happiness. disallusion is all that remains. the lines of right and wrong are blurring. when the lines are finally defined again i hope you arent on the other side tonya. when it all clears up in my head i hope you are on the same side of the line as i am. because when i find the line, i WILL forget about anyone on the other side. i have determined that i will no longer waste my time on anyone that isnt worth my time. tonya i love you, so i hope you'll be here with me. i dont want to take this life of mine and go on without you. DXE.
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i love the white stipes!!

that's a deep entry. really cute...

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what are you talking about?
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