assembling the atoms.

you'd think that you'd leave the times of adolescent confusion where they'd be left: in adolescence.

tonight, i'm angry at the only person who deserves it.

me.

i'm a bitter person. i still claw at things long past, that i'd lost hold of long ago, in some vain attempt to assemble the atoms.

it's not exactly a good way to get through life, is it?

there's this state of mind i get in during moments like these. i feel like i'm being tugged by that gnawing sensation. the realization that everything's gone wrong and there's no way to make it right. if there was a way to make it right, i suppose that i wouldn't need to claw at it, no?

life is unfair.