Is it really the sane thing to do? But then, what is sane?
I'm sure sanity isn't nearly this confusing. Or painful. Or scary.
But at times, it's worth it.
Just wish I head better gear for it. I go down way too fast. Stupid Deeps.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Small realisation.
Granted it's that depressive time of the week. But I suddenly feel like an egotistical shit.
It's like I'm the only thing that matters. But I'm not. I care about her and make an effort for her, but even then, it all comes back to me.
She can be gone for 15 minutes, and I won't notice. As long as I get to talk.
I hate that.
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