2 Years 2 Weeks… Almost to the minute too. And it took a whole 15 minute conversation to get a huge situation “resolved”. It’s all an “ish” at the moment I think, but it’s probably resolved. Sigh, sigh and BIG BIG friggin sigh. =`(
A Garbage song comes to mind. Most of the lyrics are accurate interestingly enough. Sadly the ending isn’t going to be the same for me. I’m not taking anyone home.
Garbage – Drive You Home
It’s funny how
Even now
You still support me after all of the things that I’ve done
You’re so good to me
Waiting patiently
And isn’t it sad that you still have to ask if I care
I never said I was perfect
But I can take you away
Walk on shells tonight
Can’t do right tonight
And you can’t say a word
Cause I leap down your throat
So uptight am I
I never said I was perfect
But I can drive you home
I got down on myself
Working too hard
Driving myself to death
Trying to beat out the faults in my head
What a mess I’ve made
Sure we all make mistakes
But they see me so large
That they think I’m immune to the pain
Walk on shells tonight
Can’t do wrong tonight
And you can’t say the word cause I need to know…
I’m praying for a miracle
But I won’t hold my breath
I never said I was perfect
But can you take me home
04-28-2004 02:48 am