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really, i'm not surprised. at least now, i can self-destruct whenever the hell i want. i like me better when i answer to no one, anyway.
"and i love the way you can't say no,
too many long lines in a row,
i love the powder on your nose.." - nickelback.
ehehe. just try and stop me now. oh, wait! it's all only surface friendships, anyway, why on earth would i be stopped? what was that called? fairweather friends, right right. well. i plan to make new years be what last weekend SHOULD have been. it's actually fun having no self-esteem, really. they like me better this way. i love this road, and am not ashamed to admit that i've missed it. i've no qualms about being responsible and respectable for the sake of my pixie, but if it's selfish to want for myself when she's asleep or with her dad or hanging out with my mom for a night, then fine, i'm selfish.
except you haven't even seen selfish, yet. finger's on the kill-switch; T-minus whenever it feels right. up, up and away.
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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