Cycles of dismal depression, intense happiness, mindless repetition, and finding the new. Am I really so cyclic?
Ive been thinking about a girl i once loved and still love ( in one form or another )
and how she threw me aside a year and a half ago but then we got closer than ever the month after. Now she won't talk to me for an unknown reason. Makes a guy feel pretty bad. Inspired more than half the songs i have ever written, this enigmatic woman. I hate her with a loving hand, but why wont she talk to me? I don't even care about getting a girlfriend or anything, just hurts.... pretty bad too. i hope its not on purpose; that would be a twist in the wound.
Seriously thought about dropping out of school 2 weeks after saying i never want to stop going. I am very confused.

But hey, this is the time my artistic soul thrives. Pain creates art i guess.