If life is a stage, why is my show mystery?
Well Hello out there,
Today brings a strange day. Its Friday! Isn't friday supposed to be a fun day? Well I'm still waiting for the fun. Every day seems to run together right now, sanity seems to sliding off the edge of the table. I'm hoping that next week will bring the energy that has eluded me.
My girlfriend says she wants space to decide if she still loves me. I don't get that. I love her and have given her everything that I have to offer. She needed money and I begged, burrowed and stole to get it. She wanted support, someone to talk to and I'm there always open and listening. Isn't that love?
Every morning I get up and wonder where she is and what she's doing. My life is a mess and I sometimes wonder what is the purpose?
Oh, I have to find something to do. Maybe I'll be back later.
Current Mood: 
depressedCurrent Music: Leave (get out) - JoJo 
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