Sunday, October 21, 2007
Can't you see; that's the way i feel.
Urgh. Sometimes I feel like slapping myself for thinking so much about the past. And yet... Though i've told myself umpteen times that i've to let it go, in actual fact... I can't. I just... Can't.
I wished I had a chance... A chance to say i'm sorry. A chance to set things right. Sadly you gave me the death sentence.
In the past... In the past...
Stop talking about the past. In the past, policemen wore shorts didn't they? In the past, firefighters used buckets of water didnt they? Don't policemen wear long pants now? Don't firefighters have fire engines now?
I found out yesterday, that i'd had my BA facemask stolen. Genius. I guess it'll be stay home month. That god damn thing costs $800+++. Been losing so many things recently... My friends, my identity... Now, even my personal equipment?! What am I gonna lose next, myself?
Who knows.
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
3:42 PM
