• licking scoops of anxiety as the tide rolls through my stomach. there are some ideas that make me fall through clouds and trace lines around motionless feelings. this investigation has no suspect. there is only melodrama created by my build-a-hell and pre-apologies. whispering "this isn't me, this is a rough draft" and hoping for validation. but i know your approval won't make me work any harder. it's a little boost through the atmosphere but the stars aren't something anyone should count on. smart men say that success is desperation. but what is the rate of conversion between objectivity and subjectivity?

• I feel this way quite often.

  NomadMonadon April 01, 2013   Link

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    I'm glad that you can relate, but sad that you feel this way.

    RosesAtSunseton April 02, 2013  

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