| doesn't matter where I go, the past will always closely follow............
maybe that's why i keep getting chased in my dreams.
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| thinking too hard. and ideas disappeared. will come back to this.
dude. mr ninja is still alive. i love that turtle.
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| I did not make my usual thankful thanksgiving call this year to a particular individual. Not that I really remembered to for one thing, but that was most likely brought upon the distance that has grown between us. Perhaps in my longing for our situation to become resolved, I was subconciously hoping to be surprised by a receipt of a call. Funny how things end up...
I'll probably crackdown and call tomorrow. |
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| i realized that you've taught me how to feel, how to accept, and how to reject isolation.
and i fucking love you for that. but a part of me fucking hates it. |
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| I'm trying really hard to stay focused and do my research paper. That was due last Thursday.
Wanna know what my paper is about? I'm writing about the UNFAIRNESS of the use of study drugs. While my fucking Ritalin and Concerta are staring at me, beckoning me to play with them. fuckfuckfuck.
take themmmmmmmmmm...
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