*** copied from BL journal ***
As much as I would like to say how I feel about some things, it isn't my place to do so.
I can handle a lot of shit but, fuck, the things that I can't handle really fuck with me.
I need to make more money so those I care about don't have to do the things they do. Jealousy, insecurity and my territorial nature make me blow things out of proportion and it hurts.
I guess I'm old fashioned. Geez, whoever heard of an 'old fashioned' (ex)junkie? I want it to be my business but, right now, I'm an asshole for thinking/feeling what I'm thinking/feeling.
I want her back. Fuck going slow! Everything can be so much better together.
I want to not think about it and simply take my lumps but it still rages in my mind. All those people seeing what I want to be for my eyes only.
I fuckin' hate it.
(intentional ambiguity)
As much as I would like to say how I feel about some things, it isn't my place to do so.
I can handle a lot of shit but, fuck, the things that I can't handle really fuck with me.
I need to make more money so those I care about don't have to do the things they do. Jealousy, insecurity and my territorial nature make me blow things out of proportion and it hurts.
I guess I'm old fashioned. Geez, whoever heard of an 'old fashioned' (ex)junkie? I want it to be my business but, right now, I'm an asshole for thinking/feeling what I'm thinking/feeling.
I want her back. Fuck going slow! Everything can be so much better together.
I want to not think about it and simply take my lumps but it still rages in my mind. All those people seeing what I want to be for my eyes only.
I fuckin' hate it.
(intentional ambiguity)