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13 December, 2004 :: 8:48 p.m.
I'm tired of people saying one thing when they mean another...but I do it too, I suppose. I dunno...maybe we all mean what we say when we say it and then upon further review or in a different mood, we mean something else or think a different way...still annoying though...if someone says one thing to your face and then later you find out they didn't mean it, who can you trust...I can't trust my own mind most of the time, let alone others.
I'm probably not going to be in school next semester as it seems I've done nothing but screw myself over for financial aid and all...at this point I really care, but I don't care at all...life is fucked...
So, from self to self:
i think i've reached that point
where giving up and going on
are both the same dead end to me
are both the same old song
i think i've reached that point
where every wish has come true
and tired disguised oblivion
is everything i do
please stop loving me
please stop loving me
i am none of these things
i think i've reached that point
where all the things you have to say
and hopes for something more from me
are just games to pass the time away
please stop loving me
please stop loving me
i am none of these things
i think i've reached that point
where every word that you write
of every blood dark sea
and every soul black night
and every dream you dream me in
and every perfect free from sin
and burning eyes
and hearts on fire
are just the same old song
please stop loving me
please stop loving me
i am none of these things
i am none of these things
i am none of these things
thank you, Robert Smith