"Don't promise more than you can deliver unless you truly trust your feelings."
I don't normally hold with horoscopes, but this is mine and it's freakish, considering past events. It's like jumping, without a parachute and one rope. I can climb back up but once someone drops me, I let them drop.
So this either makes me a liar, a coward, or self-absorbed; in the end I'm inclined to believe it's self-preservation, but that doesn't really fall under any category. "Forever" is a long time to promise to care about someone, whether it be as friends or as lovers; that much is obvious. "Forever" has, more than once, proved to be too great of a commitment. Any commitment, actually, proves to be too much, because in the end I always want to save myself, and no one else. That's why I'm really shocked I am still friends with Becca, that she hasn't run away screaming.
Honestly, if she would go lesbian, I would probably marry her. Probably no one else can deal with me this long and survive.
Or I could cross-dress.
Instances in life can take a toll on such decisions (staying around someone, not cross-dressing). You skateboard down stairs and people will call you insane, even as they wish they had been able to do that. As a child, you're fascinated with your parents' ability to drive. Some people can play pranks that you wouldn't dare attempt. Or, in an instance this evening, you could drive with your head hanging out of the car window like the Joker, as I have done.
Watching The Dark Knight always leaves me with mixed feelings. One is the druglike glee that comes from watching an amazing movie. The other is this ache of knowing that Heath Ledger is dead. You don't want to care, but at the same time you have to. It's an amazing movie, and I love it, and I enjoy it while I watch it, but I can't sit the ending without feeling like I want to cry.
Enough sentimentality. I have frog stickers on my lap top. They are amazing.
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