Friday, August 14, 2009

The Killing Of Tiny Numbers

You were my friends and I had the best times of my life with you. But these days, all this, all the stars you reached for, all the things you ached for, you've got them and you don't even know it. And all your fulfilled dreams have made you do, is try and rip each other to pieces. Your hopes dipped in bitterness. That's why I hate it.

10 comments:

habit47 said...

Yup, that just about sums it all up.

Anonymous said...

Pretty much says it all, but that's okay.

Anonymous said...

yea....
many of my friends are going into med school. And I hope they don't end up hating each other out of jealousy.

Anonymous said...

This couldn't be more accurate about my friends in the acting business.

Lady MAB said...

yeah, that pretty much sums it up. it's the same no matter what you're doing. =/

Alison said...

always wanting more, not satisfied with the perfection that is in their (our) hands until, yes, it's ripped to pieces

Alison said...

and sometimes too late is really too late

Anonymous said...

It's sad how even the strongest relationships seem to crumble at the drop of a hat. Life's simple. It's only the people that make it difficult.

Anonymous said...

jealousy=humans...period.

klara said...

You made me afraid. I really, really, really hope this won't happen.