January 2010
Written in my depression
Found a poem I wrote during my depression, probably makes no sense and is completely emo but it made sense to me at that moment in time.
I am exactly where I don’t want to be With hate as my speciality I have no good friends anymore Since most of them have up and gone My mind travels down dark, cold roads Reciting all my incomplete oaths I wish and pray for all these thoughts to go They are...
“Dear Resident, The time we spent together, however long it was, meant the world...”
– Barney, How I Met Your Mother.
Top 10 Smallest Things. →
Is it love?
@: Did you ever think we'd fall in love at the beginning?
#: I didn't want to predict the future and get my hopes up so never thought about it.
@: ummhmmm...
#: What about you?
@: Same... but I knew if I did I'd fall hard.
