they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

time passes so slowly. and each second weighs heavy with poignancy. my head is in pain, and all i feel like doing is banging my fists against the wall till it bleeds. all i want to do is to lie on my bed and watch jerry maguire. to remind myself that love will conquer all. love will still prevail and make me a happy person. and it is only this thought that makes me feel like life is worth living after all. there's just too much things to say, but no one to listen to me. each day i go through is like im losing a battle with myself.

you won't really see what i see anymore. for my vision is fogged up by too much tears tucked neatly into the corner of my eyes. i have lost the ability to bullshit. i have lost the need to keep up, or the need to make up for the time lost. i just want time to pass me and leave me one hollow shell.

i am effectively, screwed