Its funny because I found myself so caught up in something, so wrapped up in something that isn't even real. A dream, a wondering imagination. So caught up in something that I thought I wanted, distracted by that for so long that I lost sense of what was right infront of me. Took it for granted, toyed with the idea. Giving myself power over the situation, just so I could go on a massive powertrip and cause damage. Then again, maybe it was damaged from the start, cause I was involved. I fuck things up on a constant basis. I dont know, my life is a cluster fuck right now, soon it will make sense. It always does, I have nothing left but time. And plenty of time is what I have. Something good will happen, my day will come. Until then, I just have to life my life. Which seems like a whirl-wind currently. My days are turning into nights, nights into days. Days morphing together and overlapping. Ive lost my sense of time completely. What is time anyways. I feel as if I waste my life away, night after night. Just sitting, staring at the clock, watching the minutes pass by. Watching time fly by, knowing that you'll never get those minutes back. Yet more lie ahead.