So.
as I always end up doing, I found old writings in the form of blog posts.
I don't really go through my archives that often.
one post goes:
But of course, fool.
The hurt is well deserved, because you let someone get that close to begin with.
I don't know where that came from.
But I'm tired of tearing myself down now,
because there isn't a point any more.
It's all the same thing at the end of the day.
My words,
they're always the same thing.
Alastair says i just repeat myself over and over again. I wonder if I do that just to make myself believe sometimes.
So,
here I am.
I'm too tired today. I'm too tired.
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