invisible

always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

i was stupid enough to believe.

expectation is the root of all heartache.

- william shakespeare

nothing

is happening.

nothing is moving in my life.

everything is just getting a little more screwed up day by day.

the whole "it's a new year so there are new beginnings" doesn't even apply anymore.

everything is the same.

and everyday seems to be getting a little bit lonelier.

but you know what? no one cares.

so, fts.

ps: it's the first day of february. WHAT.