Monthly Archives: January 2015

Gripping sand.

I’ve tried gripping sand. I’m sure a lot of people have. No matter how hard I tried, it would keep slipping from between my fingers.

I’m trying to hold on to people. And it feels like I’m holding on to sand.

One hates me. One is leaving forever. One left already. One doesn’t give a Fuck. One is eternally upset. One is an asshole. One is insane. One is mindfucked.

Everybody’s changing and I don’t feel the same..

Gripping sand.

I’ve tried gripping sand. I’m sure a lot of people have. No matter how hard I tried, it would keep slipping from between my fingers.

I’m trying to hold on to people. And it feels like I’m holding on to sand.

One hates me. One is leaving forever. One left already. One doesn’t give a Fuck. One is eternally upset. One is an asshole. One is insane. One is mindfucked.

Everybody’s changing and I don’t feel the same..