Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Kaya toast at 6.45.

Am I in love with you, or you, in love with me?

Why the fuck do things have to be so uncertain and so fragile? Why does it seem like it's just some wasted remaining of nothing and that it's not going to work and we'll just end up angry and hated? I don't feel anything. No fucking thing, zlich zero nothing not there.

I feel so
numb. Numb, sad, hurt, lost, confused. Throw out the vocabulary.

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