So I told myself to be less emoesque this summer. Instead, I somehow found something to utterly destroy myself. And that would be the biggest inner demon I've ever had. I do a lot of surveys on myspace and often they ask if I have any regrets. Usually I say I try not to regret things because then I wouldn't end up where I am now. Except where I am now isn't where I wanted to be. Two years ago I was so completley happy and I decided that to cut off my very livelihood from myself was the best course of action. I'm smart.
Oooh oooh, and then, you see, I went and decided to hurt someone, who I love with every fiber in me, a couple months ago. Someone who I had already hurt a lot. Two years ago. And now, I am confused. And sad. And distressed.
I can't figure out, what's worse. Someone you thought you loved dumping you, or you dumping the person you love because you can't figure out what to do in a long term/distance relationship, only to figure out a few years later that you still love them as much as you did then... I've done both. And I think the later hurts more.
evil_moxie · Fri Jun 09, 2006 @ 11:58am · 0 Comments |