sigh

Oct 03, 2003 11:07

at (ghastly!) hours this morning,
i learn that i'm searching for a flight up to sydney,
this afternoon. (!!)

why?
simply because my brother
has been asking&asking for me.
& i have to realise
"where my priorites lie"
(for the 5000th time)
why, of course.

fuck priorities. i am utterly sick of
talk and talk and talk and talk of priorities. (endless)
somebody else's set of priorites can never be "mine".
naive&immature i may be:but let my priorities, be my own.
i can never be who you want me to be..frankly, i don't want to be&so let it go.
(fuck, i am such a brat.)

"this dream is real...
i like that."
[beyonce-summertime]
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