Seasons come and go. Yet I'm still here. But I s'pose I wont be for too much longer now, eh? I don't know if I really want to leave though. Maybe I'll have my damn mind made up by then. Who knows. Will leaving this place mean leaving you forever? Will I know you anymore, my blue-eyed girl? Will you know me anymore? I guess that's the real question. --- There's some people that I just... utterly dislike. Hate? I dunno, hate's an awful strong word. I think I only hate a few people in this life. But again, I can't be too sure on all of that. I can't be too sure on anything anymore. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is as it seems anymore. Just a thought, nothing more. I saw something that made me think of all that a few minutes ago. I'm in a blah kind of mood.. not happy, but not exactly upset either. I lie somewhere in between. Seriously, I could give two shits right now about what I've got to do this week and this coming month. This long ass road I've been on is nearing it's end. The finality of it all is rather scary, but what of it when it comes? I'll have to wait and see. I always hated writing. Or typing, whatever way you look at it. I can never really and truly get down what I'm feeling. Just comes out kind of crazy like, if you know what I mean. Whoever "you" are. I say that lightly, because I think I could just be typing this out to try and put my emotions that are far too complex for words into just that: words. And words are nothing, right? Right. So it goes, my friend. So it goes. | 
