hitch your wagon to a summer star; pull me on through.

Mar 23, 2010 03:31

middle of the night. completely up. i feel like i've slept the whole night. i hate it when this happens.
i'm sort of hurt by your cowardice at this moment--
in the grand scheme, it'll pass rather easily. unimportant, really. silly. 
but, now. in this light, at this hour, it hurts. 
it's a back of the brain hurt.
meh.
maybe i'll learn to make better choices.

this entry's weak. this week's entry.

life goal: learn to say what you mean. lose the glib.

i feel needy. meh.
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