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Sarah. 20. Sophomore at UC Santa Cruz. Art History major. Democrat. Sagittarius. Likes Ewan McGregor, Lord of the Rings, Coldplay, baseball, pirates, pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain. Dislikes the Bush Junta, Dirty Dancing, intolerance, getting up early, and public speaking. More? AIM?


Listening: The Nails - 88 Lines About 44 Women
Reading: David Sedaris - Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim
Quoting: "I don't think people die. I think they just go to department stores." - Andy Warhol

I hate you, I love you
April 17, 2004 @ 12:35 a.m.

There are times when I hate you so much, I can't even think straight. We can go several days without a conversation, and you don't notice. And then when we are together, you make me feel like I'm nothing. That I'm so inconsequential and meaningless that I'm not even worth a real conversation. You never go out of your way to see me or make plans, unless it's your absolute last resort. It's not like I'm a million miles away. I live next door for crying out loud. The truth is, when you get right down to it, that you don't really care about me and I wonder now if you ever did.

This really isn't anything new with you, but maybe it's now that it's starting to build up. It's now, when the year is almost over, that I realize how superficial our relationship really is. And that you made it that way. I could hate you for that.

Or maybe what I really hate is that seven months later, I still can't get you out of my head.

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