Good evening. Or not. Whatever.

I'm currently re-writing my physics cheatsheet, ugh. And I'm pretty sure I failed my pre-lab quiz today, hahaha. I've been so tired...I don't even...
I WISH I HAD SOMEONE TO BLAME.

But that's really childish, and now that it's out, thank you ladies and gentlemen. I won't do it again this evening. Or night. When does evening transition into night anyways?

I hate being ignored by ____. Thanks for making feel like such an important part of your life, second only to everything else you have going on. And you never ask me what's wrong; or you do and you don't mean it. Every time you take the easy way out. Every time I need you, you're nowhere to be found. Hey, thanks for that. Really.

Damn you. Damn me.

I'm being childish again. It's hard to believe when the weight of all these thoughts are so crushing. ____ still doesn't want to hear it. No, I must stop.

Call first, please.

A little bit of the truth.

What does it mean when, even in my dreams, I belong to you? What is this refusal, conscious and subconscious, to have anyone else? It scares me sometimes, but for now, I'm glad it's just you and me. Though you're not exactly here by my side, you do so much more than someone who is.

You truly are my raison d'etre.

Misgivings

If you know me, I've become the hugest Tumblr whore. It's been years (quite literally) since I've blogged in this text box in this font on this site, but what's once was mine will always remain so, if only in spirit...right? I'm here again, mayhaps searching for a little validation, a little something to keep me grounded. This is where it all started-- just me, my thoughts, and a little corner of the infinite world. I have a few misgivings on what this means; after all, I haven't been here since September 2009. Well, I don't want to over-think things.

I might be back, I might be gone for good.
Time will tell.