:: b for bipolar ::

:: Saturday, October 12, 2002 ::

ha, you can't lie to me. i know everything about you. i know you too well.
:: benjamin 11:31 PM [+] ::
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this is a wonderfully healthy way of developing your second personality. cos it forces you to think of stuff your second personality, and only the second personality would say to write down. this way, you give him a unique identity, totally different from the first guy. this gulf in thought would lead, inevitably, to a well-defined disorderly unipolar being, essentially governed by two singularly epicene manics.
:: benjamin 9:38 AM [+] ::
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i am a sucker for the happiness i gain from being with other people. that explains a lot about me. i should stop doing it though. it can be a nasty habit.
:: benjamin 9:28 AM [+] ::
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i think it's damn stupid for people to write poems or songs about how they've picked up or recovered from having their hearts broken. 'i now realise i don't need you anymore, i am strong and blah blah.' all that. it's expected of you, don't you know? you pick yourself up anyway, and quietly move on. there's nothing proud in being strong, cos you simply have to be. have to. you just move on and no questions asked.
:: benjamin 9:26 AM [+] ::
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i don't know what i have this blog for. i already have a portfolio of misery paraphernalia. it's the first thing you see when you enter my room.
:: benjamin 7:05 AM [+] ::
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dedication to the first girl that made me blush

i hate everything about you.
fuck you. i never wanted this in the first place.
i remember that.
i will remember that, forever.
it can't always be about you. what about me?
i've found me. i was waiting at the end of you.
:: benjamin 7:01 AM [+] ::
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When you're on, I swear you're on.
You rip my heart right out.
You rip my heart right out.
I think the whole room can hear me clear my throat.
You rip my heart right out.
You rip my heart right out.
If you still care at all, don't go, tell me now.
If you love me at all, don't call.
Then out of nowhere, put me right back there.
Rip my heart out, you rip my heart right out.
And we know what happens when we get to your house.
Rip my heart out, you'll rip my heart right out.
If you still care at all, don't go, tell me now.
If you love me at all, please don't, tell me now.
If you still care at all, don't go, tell me now.
If you love me at all, don't call.
I throw away everything I've written you.
Oh anything just keep my mind off of it, thinking how I had you once.
No, I can't forget that.
Sometimes I wish I could lose you again.
You're winning me over with everything you say.
You rip my heart right out.
You rip my heart right out.
When I let you closer, I only want you closer.
You rip my heart right out.
You rip my heart right out.
If you still care at all, don't go, tell me now.
If you love me at all, please don't, tell me now.
Yeah, if you still care at all, don't go, tell me now.
If you love me at all, don't call.
If you love me at all..

jimmy eat world - your house
:: benjamin 10:04 PM [+] ::
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you are born; call me mommy.
:: benjamin 9:48 PM [+] ::
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