Saturday, September 09, 2006
What's the whole fucking point of saying you didn't mean it after your words slapped me hard in my face?

That probably ease you from guilt but it still hurts... psychologically.

It's so silly, we know there are differences we can't compromise, similarities we don't talk about, problems we choose not to discuss and we're just sitting around, thinking in our own little world. You're probably thinking I'm doing too much while I'm thinking you're doing too little.

This isn't about winning but why are we deceiving ourselves? Why won't we admit it's exhausting to lose this game? Why can't we just sit down and talk?

If I can, I'll choose to live yesterday once more. But I can't... How I hate it when certain things are not within my control.

You expect me to just let you hit it. But will you still respect me if you get it?


A whole damn week of work, I kid you not, it works wonder. I can wake up at 8.15AM on a Saturday. Isn't that amazing? Alright, I'm going to prepare to go out now. Ciao!

With love at 2:34 PM,
Joan


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