The wind don't blow, And the grass don't grow, You're never leaving Silver Street
May 28, 2004 - 3:53am
Tonight, I feel that if it means I'll never have to feel this way again, I would prefer to be alone for the rest of my life.
Note to self: keep your fucking guard up.
I'm not going let this happen again. Next time, I won't ignore the obvious clues in the hopes that it will still work out. Next time, I won't get myself so wound up, even when I pretend, even for me, that I'm not.
Next time? I'll remember that I am truly a playa, and playas don't let their hearts in on the game. Ever.
Self-protection above all else.
Also, a note to any third parties: I'm not mad at anybody but me.
June 1, 2004 - 6:25pm
Jenna, even though it seems like we haven't spoken in a while (its only been a few weeks) I feel like I know EXACTLY what you are meaning. You want to believe that if you invest yourself in something, that something is BOUND to cultivate something for you in return. What a let down when you come to realize that it doesn't, it won't, and had never considered doing so. Playas may not let their hearts in on the game, but people do. Don't be mad at yourself for letting your guard down. If you keep your guard up at all times, how is anyone supposed to REALLY know you? Everything is a risk... 50/50... and sometimes, you lose. Just remember that you do have people around you that love you... and that's the most important. Take care.
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