REST MY CHEMISTRY: This morning we love like weaklings, The worst is over.

Everything is changing and i don't want to miss out on something big or good or fun or something, Just promise me you'll still be here when i wake up and i maybe i can sleep tonight.
It bums me out that some people miss out on things or people because of fear. And it makes me sad that you are going to die alone and never see the people we have turned in too, And it makes me sad when i think about it, and it makes me sad that you don't want to know us and that you are living a life that i know nothing about, just like you don't know me. School and Work, This feels like every september, but this time around im happy, stressed -- but happy.

Last saturday kathleen and i got drunk on our stoop and took pictures, just us.. being us.. haha fuck.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Monday

This morning we love like weaklings, The worst is over.

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