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well, there's that.

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loneliness is an emotion too?

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well, i know i said i'd continue with the previous post. but i guess i just wanna do something else. and heck, its my blog innit? last i checked, sure is. although.... pretty stupidly, haha. i forgot my password yet again. damn, its funny. i need to start using similar passwords.
so, usually, when i blog, there's always a trigger. cuz i don't really do this whole bloggin thing like a daily worship. its always a trigger. this time round, its a song.

Chris Daughtry
Over You

Now that it`s all said and done
I can`t believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down
Like an old abandoned house
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath
I felt as if I was in way too deep
Guess I let you get the best of me.

(Chorus)
Well I never saw it coming
I should have started running
A long, long time ago
And I never thought I`d doubt you
I`m better off without you
More than you, more than you know
I`m slowly getting closure
I guess it`s really over
I`m finally gettin` better
Now I`m picking up the pieces
From spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together
`Cause the day I thought I`d never get through
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls
Dragged the memories down the hall
Packed your bags and walked away
There was nothing I could say,
And when you slammed the front door shut
A lot of other`s opened up
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

(Repeat Chorus)

damn. just damn. he sure does put breakups into perspective doesn't it. i feel that the lyrics are so brutally honest. none of that death and wrist slitting and suicidal shit that mtv sorta drilled into your head. none of that "love as deep as an abyss" crap either. just brutal. well to me that is. it brings back, stuff to my head.
stuff i tried to leave behind. in some abandoned, creaky, leakin buildin at the back of my head. i'm lookin for a drink right now. a strong scotch, or something. alcohol is my mistress whenever i need company, and i lust for her so damn much. she's a tempation, she is.
you read this, you think you know me? you don't know nothing. nada.