Smoke all my cigarettes, again.

12.07.2006

 

Money

I have a secret.
I only pretend to be positive so that other people don't worry about me.
But I'm tired of pretending that I'm optimistic. I'm tired of putting on a smile and saying "It'll be okay." or "It just takes time." or "Something will come around."

I just want to give up. But I can't. Because I still want these things.

Maybe I'm not pretending after all.
Sometimes it sure as hell feels like it.

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