I'm sorry I haven't posted much lately. I guess I'm just not sure what to write about anymore, no major occurances, not too many foolish dreams. Life moves on. I think the most beautiful thing is waking up in the morning and not feeling like every morning I was losing a little more ground. Who knew the mind was such a cruel battle field?
I saw him again today, I didn't think it would affect me like it did, but I was almost tempted to cry.
"I don't want to be reminded, no I want to be forgotten. "
"May god's love be with you."

I know you wont apologize, not that you can see it.
I guess in the end I still feel a little used.
And a little empty.
Nothing ever works out for me, in that area.
Its probably my fault.
Even though i laugh it off, you know
because you're so stupid.
Whats that make me then?

God I sound so cliche.

Lol I barely recognize me in my writing.
the Red Paintings touch me in a place not many things do. Its not very comfortable.

Chloe. I love you.

You know it always seems silly to me when people say they'll always be there. That's just a lie. I hate saying that to people, its fake and idealistic and confuses the heart. Not that I don't use other methods for near the same effect.
What do I mean? Do you know? Well, I do, you know, but I don't feel like explaining it, so just take it. Or don't. It probably matters. :]
Only to a small degree.

People's affection changes much faster than can other areas of them. "You're boring, I don't like you anymore."
->What you really mean. ...well what do you really mean?
(note, no one has told me that. recently. or that I can remember. nor have I really thought about it towards another person)

I have mixed feelings about the (impending snow?).

voice tone, facial movements, posture. EYES.
People say something and think no one recognizes the contradictions in the way their interacting? I don't know.
I'm fully aware when I'm giving something away. Most of the time, though people rarely catch up on it? Or so it seems.
I miss a lot too.