chances are if your reading this, your very very bored, or you actually care. who am i kidding, your just bored

my last blog post was rather depressing, and if the person who is outlined in it actually read it, im sorry.

enough about the perfect girl who got away though, you dont want to hear about how much i miss our relationship already, no matter how short it was.

i get bored very easy.

i dont trust people, even when i know i can.

i hate talking about myself.

i havnt always lived in batemans bay, and i cant imagine what my life would be like if i hadnt moved.

i live with regrets, and never think about things before i say them, which has resulted in me being a complete idiot with the person i care about most.

i miss my dad every day when im not with him.

pretty much, although theres things and people in my life i love, overall im not a happy person. i act happy to hide my true feelings, and annoy people to keep myself from breaking down.

music, friends and family keep my sanity in check, and i would go crazy if i lost either one.

the best week of my life has ended in a shit pile, and i hate i cant be the right person for the perfect girl.

if i could go back to any day, it would be 22nd of the 2nd, monday of this week. thats the day i fucked everything up and i wish i could fix it.

i dont blame her for ending it, i blame myself for causing her to feel uncomfortable and awkward.

time can fix almost anything, but if your not prepared to try, you will never know how great it could all be.

we cant have pleassure without pain, and we cant love without having first experienced heart ache.

my life is uneventful now your not in it as much as before.

im not proud of who i am, even though people tell me i should be.

theres things i would love to say, but i know they wont be taken well and will just hurt me and you in the process.

this is my life, or my life as you now know it. there is more to me then meets the eye, and you would be surprised to know who i can really be.

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