im giving up

Listening to: jets to brazil
Feeling: empty
i cried last night for hours.then i listened to this:"Autumn Walker" Hello, old friend. It's been a while. How you been? All things must end, but did you know what that meant? The birds fly south. The summer sets. The lights go out. Leaves on the ground. Autumn walker, you just walked out. And I see it now. That it's so much easier alone, and you don't have to worry about me. It's all good. It's all wrong. And I hope you find the place and the people that you need. I don't want to be the one who always waits for you to wait and see. What makes you run? Was it me or anyone? It goes to show when people grow, people go and there you go autumn walker. Stay now, autumn walker. Drink down your doubt. A glass half empty can empty you out. My heart is full of promises that drank me whole. And I see it now. That it's so much easier alone. But you don't have to go very far 'cause where you go, there you are. And it shouldn't be so hard to see your friends. That's who they are. I don't mean to tell you how to run your life, but make up your heart. You go too far. In the atmosphere, you fall apart. More miles than my car's got on it. That's pretty far.
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dude
it's best just to put her behind you.
from an outsider's view, yeah, it doesn't look like she'll go back to you 100%.

other fish in that sea
[Anonymous]
yeah.

other fish in the sea, mr. anynomous.

but..

only one loch ness monster.
no offense, but he's obviously not yours.
[Anonymous]
do you then, think hes yours?
of course not.
i already have mine.

and for a side note, the "loch ness monster" is supposedly in a lake, not a sea.
[Anonymous]
ah.

how'd i know you were gonna say that.

nice to know youre a smartass.

but then again you have no right to say things about people you dont know.
right?
i mean ...
how do you REALLY know how i feel?

cuz you read some words?
wow.

way to go.

you have no idea.
how much i think about.. what i think about.

get a life, my friend.
and go council yourself.
oh, yes, childish angst.

humans are incapable of understanding one another one hundred percent. i never claimed to know you, so please get off that
[Anonymous]
alright.
alright.
so ill get off of it.
but childish angst?
haha. isnt that the stwereotype for all things depressive.
so maybe it is.
and maybe its cuz i never had the chance to be a child.
haha. you just dont know.

so.. why do you keep coming back?
you know?
to fight with me?
maybe im just provoking you so you will?
im just curious.


also..
do you like to play?
i do.
you should try it.
go ... imagine or something.