It's The Little Things You Miss.

1.17.09

I've been unseemingly blank, despite the excitement I've surely experienced this past week or so. It's funny to me how ideas pop into your mind and only hours later you've already done what you were thinking of. I remember the land where things took careful planning, long waiting and anticipation. I find myself acting on impulse, lately, more than ever before. Then again i find myself over worrying about every little thing. Wait a second, i've always done that...
This time last year, i NEVER would have imagined myself like this. Okay, maybe a little, maybe i even reallllly wanted myself to be more like this but i never thought i could actually do it.
Who am i kidding? I live for words spoken by those i admire. My brain feeds on words that make it think. There are a few select people and phrases that are responsible for my brain telling my lungs to keep breathing.

No, I'm not different than i ever was.
Why are you talking to me. why are you doing this to me. i was done.and then you had to go and fucking ruin it. because you're a ruiner. and that's all you are. the end.
Listening To: As Much As I Ever Could - City and Colour.