I’m standing between two roads.
One leads down a path of self fufillment, loneliness, and solitude.
The other, dependency, devotion, and dire guilt.
I just think I need someone.
I need him so much closer.
I’m through with oblivious individuals that haven’t a clue about emotion,
Passion,
Sentiment,
Maudlin displays of affection (Okay, well perhaps not that)
I’m through with denying the fact that I am one of these sad individuals.
I’m finished with caring whether or not I am acceptable.
I’m finished with contemplating whether or not you think of me, as I you.
I can’t stop listening to Strawberry Swing.
It’s enlightening and innocent quality inspires so much intrigue.
Coldplay is definitely contributing to this rant…
You fail to notice the fact that I may be beginning to fall for you.
Ah, fuck it.
Love this song/film
