yo' mainstream ass.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012 | post a comment {0}

I wish to fill my life with everything and anything that will keep my thoughts, longings and tears from straying towards you.

I mean, aren't you such an over-rated topic in the world inside my head?

If my mind was the radio, you'd be that one overplayed song no one really wants to listen to anymore. If my mind was a novel, you'd be the main character that everyone loves, though hasn't done shit for the plot. And if my mind was a society, you'd be damn mainstream, the very bane of any good hipster's existence.

If my mind was to be normal, you'd be nothing more than another ex to join the others in the dungeon of "I-give-not-one-fuck," where you belong. You were really great, but it's all obsolete now. All those times are slowly fading with the burning jurisdiction of "past past past"

We're not friends anymore. We're just strangers with memories. Ouch.

I can't have you back, so I just want nothing to have ever happened. I want to erase the memories and color my life with things more interesting than trying to stifle my sobs at night.

I just want to be done.