when did you get like this, least you could of done was gone and give me a warning. i don’t regret like this. so i’ll be right there when you wake up in the morning saying this ain’t my style. you can’t say you’re happy either. did you agree. we should let it be, did you agree it’s a must. let’s call the whole thing off. we used to had enough of us. let’s call the whole thing off. we used to had enough of us.
leave me, leave me. i can’t fucking stand you, wish i had the courage to say everything i planned to. my girlfriend, my girlfriend. call herself my girlfriend. tell me we’re spose to be together till the world end but i don’t really feel that, i just really want to turn the wheels back.
inconsideration at its finest.
There is a fallacy that the powerful emotion of youth mellows with time. Not true. One learns to control and suppress it. But it doesn’t lessen. It simply hides and concentrates itself in more discreet places. When one accidentally stumbles into one of these abysses, the pain is spectacular.
— Nicole Krauss (Great House)
