Wednesday, August 20, 2008

The Confessions, As Labeled

Number one ;; I didn't go to work today like I told you. I went to the cliffs. And perhaps jumped. Thats why you thought I left wearing something different this morning. Because I did.
Numero Dos ;; Felan didn't go to Julia's. He came with me. And jumped with me. Faithful little bastard.
Numero Kolme ;; I FUCKING CARE. Don't think I don't. I care more than anything else in the entire world. I just... I can't deal with it. It's living proof that it's got a hold on me to. I can deny it until the day it kills me... but not you. It doesn't mean anything bastard, and I won't feel guilty. I know it wasn't me. I didn't do this to you so you have no right to be mad with me. I love you, you idiot, and even if it kills me to look you in the eyes, I'll alway love you.
Numero Quatre ;; It kills me that I can't do anything for you when you get like that. Really. It does. It drives me to the point of almost losing my temper. It's unfair that someone so nice has so much shit to deal with. It's completely unfair, and I want to hunt down the responsible party. For now I'll tell myself to breath, think about the innocent and tell myself that would do nothing.
Numar De Cinci ;; For once, I just want a clear head. I'm sorry if that it to much to ask for.
Numaire Kiirdein ;; I'm sick of "confessions" because these are turning into personal and unaddressed letters. But, there you go. A few things I had to get off my chest.

1 comment:

Whitney said...

-virtual hug- I want you to feel better, Slade-sama.