Joseph Gross said his piece

Did all I could. And at the end of the day, at the end of the road is still...Hurt, Torn, and Abandoned. Maybe it's karma (which I don't believe in) or just random coincidence.

In my reckless abandon moment I confessed everything in a spite-filled way.

And I'm done apologizing for my fear. I know I won't find someone right for me until I'm old and grey. But in my heart of hearts, in my true soul, you Rachel Parker will always remain "The one who got away"

I just wish she loved me as much as I love her...

But wishes don't get you anywhere. All the get you is a broken heart and a terrible outlook on life.

Also does Superman have any rooms for rent in the fortress of solitude? I'm going to need one for the coming years.

Brand New

I wish I could meet you again.

Maybe in a different time or place.

So that way if I told you I loved you since the moment I met you, you might believe me.

Disgusting

I am who i am

I'm a lovesick asshole.

My room is always cluttered and so is my mind.

I can't make everyone happy even though I try.

And as much as I apologize for my faults, they are mine and I'll accept them.

And in the end I'll do what I can and I'll probably fall short and I'm ok with that.

Spectacles

You are like my glasses.

If i didn't think about you first, i wouldn't be able to see clearly.

If i didn't (clearly) fall in love every time I see you, I would go blind.

And if you didn't wear on me, how would I fall apart?

Some new Walls in enjoy.

Just some things that make life enjoyable.

Saturdays in a Nutshell.

I'm really unsure of who wrote this, but it could not be more true.

Apperently i just can't

Enjoy the days and the time spent.

Because i can't.

I'm too hung up. Too riddled with questions. Too fallen to that one.

Too much of still the same old JC.

I care way too much...

About things that really shouldn't matter at all.

I end up crushing my already small sense of self-appreciation.

One one second and suddenly gone.

I feel like everything is passing me by so quickly. I mean i'm so lost all the time searching for one small glimpse of a decent future. Faint bits of serenity seem to come by so rarely these days its hard to sleep. And when sleep actually comes around i feel the most alive.

Such vivid dreams pass through my mind. Generations of sick tricks pass only to awake a few hours later to this disgusting reality.

The reality of it all is so melancholy and drab.

Every single day is the same.