Your hair was short when we first met. I have to go, I have to go.
It’s Saturday. I’ve yet again turned down numerous offers to hang out. Both because I’m honestly really tired and because I don’t really feel like it. What’s wrong with me really? But it’s been a good day. Just now I finished watching the second season of Breaking Bad. Man that was harsh. It wasn’t really what you’d call a good ending. Broke my heart really. Blah.
Oh and I read my old lover’s blog today. Realized I wasn’t part of her life for the last 3-4 months or so. Broke my heart too. Not sure what I was doing. Probably had issues of my own. Yeah I did. I know that. I’m so sorry for that. If only she knew how much I loved her. Love her. But that doesn’t count for much now, does it? Why am I always crying my heart out when there’s alcohol involved. I don’t really think I ever cried this much. Even though it sucks it still feels good. Surreal. A part of your life that will never come again and you feel like… heck, what good is it to proceed?
Been reading about ice hockey and Canada vs Soviet. Also watching this YouTube clip. I doubt it’ll ever get this good again. I mean come on. Borque. Murphy. Gretzky. Gilmour. Lemieux. In one chain. Is that even possible? Wow. I would have liked to been born 10-15 years earlier.