Wallow wallooow

I've suddenly come upon the point. The point is the place where I lose all the stupid obsessive tendencies that accompany the awfulness of 'being twitter pated..' and just shake my head slowly at the idiocy of the past months. It's a sadness where I can't even listen to half the songs on my iPod because they make me think of Cody and I can't believe how I acted. I'm overwhelmed with my foolishness.

I've reached the point a few times in my life, but this time seems worse than all the others. Maybe because I felt closer to him (technically, i DID live closer).. I'm too old to have senseless crushes. I know after reaching the point comes the secret inward miffed wallowing, in which I listen to Nickel Creek and Nine Inch Nails over and over again. Afterwards I'm okay, but then I sometimes tend to feel negative about the person for a while.

I don't really care. The days are blending together, I have plenty of time to get past it.