Things go from sugar to shit
May. 10th, 2001 02:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tiamatladyDo you remember
believing in Santa Claus?
the giddy feeling of "does he like me?" from high school?
It's that little part of you that always remains a silly child.
Tonight my inner child got a bitchslap.
Not only does Santa not exist, his corpse in on fire in front of you.
And the boy you like not only thinks you're disgusting but he's goin gto date your best friend, and she's dumped you like a hot potato.
Nothing actually happened. Noone was mean or rotten. I just realized that I don't stand a chance in hell with him. He actually showed up tonight, I can't believe I was right. And I stood there and listened to him speak, and knew for certain that I would never get past "friend". And that depresses me. I'd like to have something clean and pure, somehting meaningful, instead of the dark abyss I'm standing on.
I'm going to bed, and I don't want to get out of it, but hopefully I can to go to work tomorrow, and get my life back.
believing in Santa Claus?
the giddy feeling of "does he like me?" from high school?
It's that little part of you that always remains a silly child.
Tonight my inner child got a bitchslap.
Not only does Santa not exist, his corpse in on fire in front of you.
And the boy you like not only thinks you're disgusting but he's goin gto date your best friend, and she's dumped you like a hot potato.
Nothing actually happened. Noone was mean or rotten. I just realized that I don't stand a chance in hell with him. He actually showed up tonight, I can't believe I was right. And I stood there and listened to him speak, and knew for certain that I would never get past "friend". And that depresses me. I'd like to have something clean and pure, somehting meaningful, instead of the dark abyss I'm standing on.
I'm going to bed, and I don't want to get out of it, but hopefully I can to go to work tomorrow, and get my life back.
