August 2010
8 posts
I think its a pretty sad reflection on society that weekends dont signal the end of a week anymore. sure,we feel that false sense of freedom on a friday afternoon, but then we realise that we have more than 5 days worth of work to be done. In fact, we probably have about 8, which we need to cram into 7, with the aid of many a caffeinated beverage. I can honestly say i can feel my very self being...
There were some days I would say “I could give you everything” and truly believe that I could…
If you had have asked me a year ago if i was a serious relationship person i would have thrown my head back and laughed. Traditionally I dont do serious. Im not promiscuous by any means, but ive always thought of myself as a commitnaphobe. I never even envisioned myself settling down....
The Air is unbearably hard for the night
Take me away from the cold city lights
And I would be better off
With your lovely limbs just wrapped around me tonight
The Air- The Rural Alberta Advantage
reality is a kill joy. its all fine and dandy until you realise that, someday, the boy you love, is going to love someone else, and one day he will marry some one else and have someone elses children, in someone elses house in someone elses town. basically hes going to be someone else, and you’ll be yourself. somewhere with someone. or possibly no one. its a certainty. like death and taxes....
