i want a love like the one in the notebook.

we live in a time where we're literally running out of it.
for every ten things we accompish all ten will go ignored.
sick of half living and allways dying.
picked the one that didnt pick me.
i relate to movies more than i ever want to.
lost the ability to tell if caring or not caring is easier.. easier to do or easier on you-
they are pretty equal right now.
realizing you're alone and that is how it is always going to be.
for every idea i remember i think i forget ten..
pick up a pen because it won't let you down.
if no one will remember you at least no one will forget.
they call it suffocating and they're right, i just wish i'd choke.
you'll forget where you stand if you're head over heels.
i know, i have.
emptiness is a huge reminder of what you don't have. it seems obvious, but not until you think about it.

currently:
wanting to quit everything to accomplish your goals, at least the biggest one of them.
bit my tongue so much it hurts to talk. so i don't.
i never put anyone before you and maybe that's where i go wrong.
thinking- yes this is a feat that needs noted as it is not always done.
i was born to laugh last - this is a reminder.
writing soon. its really all i have.

im sorry.