just. i don't know. highs and lows, tears and smiles.
really, i'm so sick of school, iput so litttle effort in that i'm living in a constant state of shame
the mere idea of art paralyzes me
i juts,djfdjkjkfdjfjkjfkjkjfd
and really what reason do i have to complain? at least i havent' been given 8 months to live. and that's another thing. i just want to curl up into a ball, with you
and cry and cry and cry my heart out,
and tell you everything and anyhing that's on my mind all of my fear s, my hopes, my dreams, any fleeting thought. but i don't see you till saturdya, if i'm lucky, and then we'll only be taking photos. and i miss you, and need you and for somereason i just spend my day sitting at a computer screen, trying to some up some motivation
and i know you're busy, and you're probably sleeping right now, but i feel like i'm always texting you first at the moment, which is neither true or bad.
just, just, just/
i want it all over, i want nothing, i want peace.
it's been so long.
- September 07, 2010
- donotresuscitate
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