if the plane goes down, damn, well I'll remember where the love was found.

I was going to post, but then I realized I had nothing to say. This wasn't a very good week for me. It's like the Rilo Kiley song I used in my last post, it goes "sometimes when you're on you're really fucking on, and your friends they sing along and they love you. but the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap and teases you for weeks in its absence." I know I'm not the only one who's suffering, and my "problems" pale in comparison to other people's, but the problem is I'm alone most of the time.

I'm trying to remember the better days. There were times of my life when I was happy, and in love, and carefree. So I'm hoping that if I hold on to those moments, then the bad times wont be so bad. Life is a roller coaster, right? Ups and downs, but mostly downs. That's how shit goes, with everyone.. not just me. I'm not self absorbed, I'm not the only one with problems. Maybe that's why I keep them to myself, because I know that deep down, no one wants to hear about mine because they've got their own.

Plane - Jason Mraz