Truthfully..
07.25.04 | 9:36 p.m.
Mood: Headache-y
Music: Mirror Mirror - M2M
I don't see a point in this anymore.
Yes, I think I'm just being angsty again as usual. I always get like this on Sunday nights.
Always Sunday nights.
I hate Sunday nights because of all the crap I think of. But this is when I'm the most truthful to myself.
All this crap I think of and say. Just like me. Crap.
Don't bother helping me, seriously don't. I know you'll probably say that it's just 'cause you wanna be a good friend and supporter, but seriously, it's not worth your breath.
I'll just end up getting pissed for no reason at you and then you'll get mad at me, and this time, you'll actually have a reason.
And that reason should be that you have the right for being mad at me when I got mad at you for no reason.
Yeah, that's it.
You can tell me that and then I'll start making up more crap, heh. And then after we start ignoring each other and I'll begin to realize how wrong I actually was/am.
But of course, then I'd have too much pride and be a stubborn prick and not admit it to you.
We'll, naturally, stop being friends because of my stubborness and then you can talk about me all you'd like behind my back, without knowing that I actually know that you do that.
And there ends another sad, sad chapter in my life.
The epilogue will be that I'll self-pity myself for about a month, even though the whole thing was my entire damned fault.
No, I'm not being pessimistic. Just truthful.
~ whenDee