||[Mar. 27th, 2006|09:21 pm]
the bad guy wears black, but plays a white guitar
|||||i don't even know||]|
i used to be able to find the good in most things, i could find beauty everywhere. when did i stop doing that?
i'm on the verge of a bender, big one this time. but with benders come the joe-offs and i think i've used all of those up. my friends have been understanding to a point but i think if i tell them all to screw this time around, they just might. i just don't feel i belong anywhere anymore, upstaged and replaced, disrespected and betrayed. tonight the part of joe will be played by (fill in the blank).
it's probably all in my head. if i tried to explain it to them i'd just come off like a jerk. and i just can't be arsed, it's to that point. i quit.