Uni, fucking, corn.

Let's move on, from the fairy fucking tales. Let's just settle down on the idea that we'll never find each other.

We'll forever be wandering them halls alone, them streets alone, sipping tea in the afternoon by the coffee shop alone. We'll find someone, we'll talk for abit. We'll both think that we're made to fit. Then like the rest of all things, time takes its toll. We begin to realize and put things on hold. 'Not for me', she thought to herself, as has she always. "She's great, I like her alot." he spilled the beans, to his friends over a couple of drinks. He said something one night, she read the text and never replied. His mind wrecked in the next couple of hours, days even, as he pondered over his words. She never text back, he said not another. He waited and waited, but never came her number. He loses all hope, she moved on to the next bloke. He shouted "NOT ANOTHER, NO MORE WILL THIS HAPPEN", his voice drowned by the fire alarm siren. He smoked his lungs out, he dried out his liver. He spent nights and days in the pub he never lingered. Those days are gone, he's finally moved on. It took him over a thousand replays on the same old song. "She's perfect for me", he whispered alone. Knowing not she'll one day be a past he'll once again look back on.

Something I still do every once in awhile. No where near Shakespeare, I know. I don't really give a fuck no more.

Not that crazy, not that funny. Not that interesting, not that cool. I'm not that.

It's not self destruction. That's not happening to me. Self destruction would mean giving up all of my beliefs. Like smoking; smoking cigarettes. Having one night stands. & all that. I'm not doing any of those. I'm merely heading out every god damn weekend to find fun elsewhere. To go out for a breather of some sort, because life is hard enough without work.

There's something special about people and parties. The way they all jump in sync. They way they all shout and scream. The smiles on their faces, the way their heart races. The kisses, the hugs, the sweat and the blood. Only time when worries and sorrows are all put aside. Jobs and schools are briefly forgotten. Smoke weed, drink booze, party like we've got nothing to lose.

"Don't depend too much on anyone in this world. Because even your own shadow leaves you when you are in darkness." -Ibn Taymiyyah

It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone. & they say it's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.