Dormiveglia dreams: 4 (Dormiveglia dreamcatcher journals)

.[.move.me.and.make.me.breathe.like.only.you.can.].
[12 Apr 2005|04:01pm]
[ mood | indescribable ]
*commence transmission*

between two jobs I’ve realized something, I need better cd's.

I wonder, is there anyone that I know that I can tell my horrible secret to? No one knows, for sure. But the question remains, can I trust someone enough to tell them this? Enough to know that they won’t judge me and tell me that its bullshit, and no tell anyone else? Or just enough for them to say "wow, I’m sorry jenny. I’m so sorry...” and walk away thinking the horrible things I can only conjure at this moment. I’m sure I do, but that thought will always linger at the back of my mind. I know your darkest secrets, but I don’t know if you can handle mine.

I’m sure you’ll be pissed at first. Want to kick some ass. But like I’ve been told before "if it happens again, I’ll kick some ass for you. You’re too nice to be treated like that" and then when it happened no one knew how to tell me, and just never did. Everyone knew, but nothing was done. Yea, I got my friends to back me up right? What the fuck ever. Friends like that make me wonder how I even met them. I can talk shit all I want, and so can you. But when it comes up to actually backing someone up or yourself it’s all about I can afford the drama" or "this is so immature". You’re real fucking hardcore asshole.

I’m really just an angry little kid behind the Dr1v3r facade.

Work again in a few, but zombie really needs a change. Bad...

~move me and make me breathe like only you can~

*transmission terminated*
2 said something. Open your mouth.