u dont force things to happen
.T.r.i.n.A. :: acing it. again. says:
thats the way the world goes round
.T.r.i.n.A. :: acing it. again. says:
and until the day that ppl can accept the fact that you can always try, but not succeed, and all u can do bout that is suck it up and try again, there will always be ppl who pull you down
.T.r.i.n.A. :: acing it. again. says:
and for someone as smart as you, i feel that its ridiculous that you're letting ppl fuck round with your mind
(I left names out..)
Trinity, you made me see sense again... You should turn on Anna Nalick's Breathe because that's your song. Thanks, girl... Now if I could just have that little bit of reciprocation, then maybe it'd all.. just.. magically fall into place... And we won't have to pick up any pieces . . .
Our differences will disappear. You'll never need to try again. I'll stop myself from picking on every little detail. And the sun will happily shine on your face as the warmth seeps deep inside, the clouds will be the beautiful, pristine white cotton balls floating amongst the brightest blue backdrop that children try desperately to catch as the breeze never allows a single drop of sweat to form on your forehead... Such brighter days . . .
Sigh.. why does everything have to be so hard? When did it all stop making sense...? I don't like this. At all. Everything's missing even though they're all present. Who would've thought that the me who sees the downs in everything would come home so early? I didn't call you. Why'd you come back to haunt me again?
I never left... I only kept my silence . . .
You should've shut up for longer.
If it could all go back to the way it was, if happiness had remained so far away, I wouldn't be so unaccustomed to this now.
Happiness spoils people. People forget all too quickly what pain's like in the midst of the illusion that they have it all . . .
So it was an illusion.
Indeed.
Go to hell.
. . . We're in it.
