Familiar Taste of Poison
I’ve been agonizing over this post for
hours days, trying to find a way to say all the right things…
Then I realized that I do actually care what other people think. Although I’ve always been punk rock adamant about not giving a fuck. I do.
Just don’t tell anybody. It’d totally ruin my facade. ;)
Sooooo……..I stayed away for almost a week this time…
And went back.
Because that’s what I do.
I am not ready to give up on this relationship. I love. Probably too much for my own good.
Never have I said I was thinking with my head…
I think with my heart. At least in terms of relationships. If you’ve known me for years, you know that.
I also know that my decision to return has alienated a lot of my friends. I’ll deal…
True friends support you NO MATTER WHAT.
Even when they think you’re being a complete
moron jackass idiot.
So I will try again to salvage this sometimes toxic relationship.
Apparently, we actually have to work on it.
What happened to the happy-rainbow-sunshine times from five years ago?
Oh right. I puked on them.
I may be a romantic, but I’m definitely NOT squishy.
And I make mistakes. A lot. I’m sorry.
I’ll leave you with a video from one of my favorite bands, Halestorm.