Friday, June 19, 2009


Right now it's like the stupid brigade came and hit me square on the head and hello, nice to meet you my name is stupid. It's like I realize, you know. I realize how ridiculously insignificant it is and how little it means in the grand scheme of things. I pretty much already know how this story ends, and however insidious it may be - everything will be just fine. Just excuse my temporary histrionics. It's just that my melodramatic ways have a tendency to really get to me and transform me into paranoia personified. Unfortunately, I buy into them hook line and sinker, regardless of how true they may be. Ugh it's mortifying when I get so shamelessly maudlin. Logically, I KNOW. I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW. And I know how you hate how I always say I know when in fact it seems I don't know very much.

But you see,
There's a difference between understanding something and accepting something.