"Square One"
Disclaimer: Blah. Oh right. That piece of...song/poem/whatever. Well, it's not mine. It's actually a lyric for this song, "Closer Still," by Ashbury. They're not a big band. Local. So...They won't miss their lyrics for now.
Author's Note: Here...I just wanted Rude sad. Because he doesn't get to see Tifa and how he's so bored...he starts to notice those things that he didn't before. Just because I wanted it to be like that. )
Also. I forgot to give away Guille's Skittles. Soooo for those of you who said their hellos...-tosses them big bags of Skittles.- Love me. ) I mean. Guille.
Teehee.
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Lovestruck and Jealousy.Once more.
There's not alot to do anymore. Not yet. I haven't even seen her for a few weeks. Being lovestruck is bad.Really..really bad. Especially when they hardly even know you fucking exist.
So..I'm bored. Reno's started to get irritating. More than usual, and it seems like Elena talks more than she usually does, too. It might just be me. I don't know. I want something to happen. We sit around the office, I get to watch Reno and Elena fight, I get to see Tseng take more than the suggested dose of pills, and end my day with drinking.
And I must be stupid. And slow. I realized Tseng has a pill poppin' problem, Reno...is always taking some new type of drug everyday, and Elena..has my problem. She drinks.Alot.To tell the truth though, I even stopped getting wasted since..my last drunk entries.
I should go buy a guitar.To go with crap I've started to write.
The way you move can draw me closer.
Still, the things I forget make me feel so ill.
No reaction to your touch.
No where to go.
This is far enough.
...I really..despise Strife. I really do.
Rude.