Listening to: none
Feeling: nostalgic
there was a time when i had your phone number memorized. it now escapes my mind because i haven't bothered to call in so long. but that doesn't matter, you call enough for the both of us.
you ask me why i won't let you read my poems everytime you see me writing, but i don't have the guts to tell you that i'd rather have someone who appreciates my writing read them. i finally give into your nagging and hand over my notebook. just like i thought, you read one, then go back to telling me your high school drama queen problems. i pretend to listen while my thoughts wonder off to another world and you have no idea that i just don't care. i try to convince myself that it's no your fault that you're so clueless and self-absorbed, but i don't think it's working.
time passes so slow when i'm around you. i've learned to turn my ears off and keep my mouth shut. when i open my mouth, somehow what leaves my lips turns into something different by the time it gets to your ears. so i don't talk and i let my thoughts go where they'd like.
you have a way of driving me crazy without even trying. i ignore you more each time i see you. i avoid your calls more frequently everytime you call. the more you try to get to me, the harder i push you away. i'm lonely for everyone, but i'm not lonely for you.
((fear before the march of flames are fucking awesome))
what piercing were you thinking bout getting?
<3
well fuck yes you can add me
ill add you too:)