Another year...
Well... another birthday gone by. It was uneventful, as usual. I've never liked birthdays, and there really wasn't anywhere I wanted to be.
Fuji did drop by for a few minutes. He got me the most beautiful drumsticks. They're engraved, and the butts are silver. I wanted to ask how much he spent, but at the same time, I was afraid to know.
I wish things were better between us. I had not realized how empty I felt when he was gone, or how much I depended on just knowing he would be there if I needed him. And the worst part is, all of this is my fault. If I hadn't reacted so violently, then he and I would be ok.
Well, it's time for bed, I guess. All I want to do is forget about everything that has happened recently. Unfortunately, it's begun to invade even my dreams. I've been trying to get it out. I've been working on a couple of songs. Not stuff for the band, I'm leaving that to the frontmen, but just some stuff for me. It seems to be helping a little, but... until things are resolved, I don't think I'll be able to get this out of my mind.
Current Mood: 
cold 
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