I lived in Colorado for a staggering (lol) 3 months. At the time I didn’t feel as if I was throwing my life away, but I was trusting that it was going to be better in the hands of someone else. That turned out the opposite of what I expected, but that is neither here nor there. I’ve bitched and moaned and cried and yelled all about it to high heaven but it’s over, it’s behind me. I’ve begun the dangerous path of moving on.
Taylor isn’t a tool of moving on, I would rather grant that to cautious optimism. Her and I have a lot of positive and negative history together. I guess after everything I had gone through since her, I have a better grasp on what to watch out for and what not to put up with. I’m giving it a decent shot, again. Whether or not she deserves that is debated amongst my peers, but when it comes down to it it’s been a solid 2 years of barely ANY contact, whether it be physically or emotionally. She may be different, I know I am.
This shit is getting pretty melodramatic. Check out that first paragraph.
At least I cook now. I hope this musical adventure works out for the better, along with taylor, which is enough of an adventure.
Todays song, Hollow Body by Pity Sex. Going to Every Time I die and Code Orange Kids tonight.