i think i disappoint people much more than they disappoint me,....i tend to spend a normal amount of time evaluating if people are real or not,...and i dont mean that as are they really humans are just figments of my imagination,...but if they matter or dont matter in my life (non scientific matter)
i also take into account my own place at the time
i find that i have a bad habit of desertion, but not with a sense of malice, but just with a lackadaisical attitude,....i tend to believe that would people leave my life it is because they, or i have served our purpose and shaped our directional path,....sometimes people resurface, sometimes they dont,...but either way the greater good was reached and i take it all in stride, where as many people just see me as flaky when i(or them) really just have ceased to need
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i changed my mind; i changed my mind;now i'm feeling different
all that time, wasted
i wish i was a little more delicate
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my name was clementine - sarah jaffe
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