you're so fucking pointless

she's watching you try to change your mind,
but you can't.
you can't you can't you can't you can't you can't YOU CAN'T.
the party's over now,
not that we were ever having much fun anyway.

here's to hope, to love, to glory, to happy endings tomorrows?

hey you,
please don't take my silence as apathy;
a lot of the times i don't know what to say,
without avoiding what's been said a million times before, words which carry no real meaning,
without offering false truths about 'the grand picture', which i don't even know much about.
if such words existed, which could erase sadness and broken grief and death, i would use them right here.
yet sometimes, words aren't enough.
i hope knowing who's there is though.
i hope.
that's all you can do sometimes, right?
i guess sometimes life just goes on, and we just have to go along with it,
even if it isn't the way it should be,
even if they weren't so great.
love from,
me.

"I have to show you where the future ended. I want us to be the people who choose the trip."

"this is the way the world ends,

not with a bang but a whimper."


- t.s. elliot

and it all comes back to this: you can't make people like you.

"it's not a line. there is no grand plan, or a man sitting the clouds telling you what to do. it's not about what you want, or even who you are. it's just life."

and it caused that which caused that which caused that which caused that and that and that and that and,
this;
even if the universe is the only thing keeping us together,
or the only thing pulling us apart.

70 - 80; "reasonable". I hope the word 'regret' doesn't come after this.

three cheers for apathy the future?
here's to happy endings and friends in secret spaces.
i'll let you know when i've figured it all out;
in the meantime, we'll just pretend we know where we're going.
(this must be what it feels like to be them.)

maybe, it's you and me

ps. don't tell anyone, but I'd pick you over them any day.

re-actions and actions

there are certain types of people in this world.

some will make plans and never follow through.
some will disappear before the smoke clears.
some will play favourites.
some will only tell you their secrets before the music stops playing.
some will wait.
some will wait until they're done with waiting.
some will call even when there's no reason.
some will show you how to smell the roses.
some will believe you when you say yes.
some will assume you'll always know.
some will wash the dishes for you.
some will brave the neon lights and traintracks.
some will try.
some will need it spelled out for them.
some will cry so that you don't have to.
some will hide.
some will try and make you forget they ever existed.
some will care.
some will work to make it work.
some will let go.
some will never let go.
some will hold you when you're bleeding.
some will be "friends".
some will make you think twice.
some will know your name.

and some,
some will make goodbyes alright because you know there will be another hello.
honestly, most people won't.
but i guess they don't matter much then.