i was thinking, today. how much compassion i lack. how i really couldnt care less about the majority of people i come across. & the only time you'll see any amount of emotion in me. is when some thing concerns either: me. jon. shannon. my immediate family. or my sister.
& then you have my mother. or my co-worker celina. & every single thing that happens in this world seems to affect them in the h u g e s t way. & im not sure how i feel about that. it makes me wonder, though. how some one could care so much. for those they dont even know. but.
as much as i tell myself. that there are other people like me. that im not all that different. the more i realise. that fuck, jamie. shannon & i. might be like. two of a kind.
work is tiring like. all the time. & it just doesnt feel the way it used to. it reminds me of that song. "even the names stay the same.. just the faces change."
some times i get the feeling jon really has no fucking idea who i am. other times. i know no one has come closer.
i got the new bright eyes cd today. & identity makes me think.
&. i better call jon before he kills me.