sentimental floss

everlong

sometimes it does seem that way. I try and think maybe some kind of god will take care of things for me. then I remember that line in Unforgiven, "Deserve's got nothing to do with it"

gotta promise not to stop when I say when

i can't come up with what a woman would really mean to me. the right woman, or even the wrong one. if anything. last week seemed a good indication that i still long for someone. a thousand different someones every day. I'm too crush-weary to be specific. time hasn't done its job on every wound. I don't remember much, except that it felt right. every moment with her felt right.

and she sang

i'm anxious, and nervous, and making plans to take myself out of the game already. i hate playing games when it comes to this stuff anyway. i'll at least be the kind of man I feel good about. Life won't take that away from me again. even in moments of weakness I'll breathe in strength and understanding.

ob-la-fucking-dee