...I ponder on what lay in the past, what lies ahead and what is as I lay here...

...I ponder on what lay in the past, what lies ahead and what is as I lay here...

...lonely in a world full of people, and scared beyond measure.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

...I don't know...

So if this post doesn't make sense, blame it on the fact that I'm semi-drunk (more drunk than tipsy).

Anyways, so I have been working heaps lately, and that's usually ok, except the fact my money is going to textbooks and that my life cycle everyday is uni-work-sleep and then it starts again the next day.

So, I'm still confused, but in a totally different (almost) way. So I still can't get him out of my mind, but now (since like the last few days) I can't get someone else out of my mind: the guy with the name starting with J at work. He's pretty awesome, yes, but still it feels that all guys other than who I talk about on here a lot are second best; just like what Katy Perry describes in some parts 'Thinking of you.'

If only CGL and the guy I always talk about were up in Townsville, and I had my own car then my life up here would be pretty much heavenly.

How can I feel so lonely? When I'm working, when I'm at uni, when I'm with people, when I live in a city of approximately 200, 000; why am I lonely? Because I don't have those three things. Car would give me freedom and more time for myself and others, CGL would be the person I talk to about EVERYTHING and I could hang with the guy I always talk about and actually hang out, rather than just talk about it online.

I miss him beyond belief, and CGL too.

I just wish I would have appreciated them both better when I had them around all the time.

I just want him.

I just want them to talk to until all hours of the morning.

I want CGL there so we could car ride and talk and sing and be retards and hug and jump on trampolines and  she could write stories. I would write songs for him so he realises how I feel.

Live would be fantastic. If you both were here.

I miss you CGL and the guy I always talk about.

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