Constipation?
I feel like a bird that just needs to take a shit on someone's car:
I've got an indescribable load on my shoulders, and I feel as though there is a specific place that I need to drop it off, yet whatever place I pick is not right, so why not be an asshole and ruin someone's windshield?
I guess it's called feeling "indifferent." I care, but I don't, simultaneously. Nothing is significant enough to grab my attention, and it's bothersome, but not enough to sway me.
I couldn't go to the city today, with all of my band camp lovers. Our plans? To go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, then downtown, Grenwich Village, then dinner. But, being the procrastinator that I am, I prepared these plans at the very last moment, and thus, didn't have a definite ride to and from. Not that that's interesting or anything; I just thought I'd share. Or whatever.
Now I feel like a bird with constipation:
I cannot shit on anyone's car, and therefore, I am frustrated.
Dawna and Smack are still away, and the rest of my Newburgh friends are jerk-offs with no culture what-so-ever.
And uh, yeah. I'm done.
I've got an indescribable load on my shoulders, and I feel as though there is a specific place that I need to drop it off, yet whatever place I pick is not right, so why not be an asshole and ruin someone's windshield?
I guess it's called feeling "indifferent." I care, but I don't, simultaneously. Nothing is significant enough to grab my attention, and it's bothersome, but not enough to sway me.
I couldn't go to the city today, with all of my band camp lovers. Our plans? To go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, then downtown, Grenwich Village, then dinner. But, being the procrastinator that I am, I prepared these plans at the very last moment, and thus, didn't have a definite ride to and from. Not that that's interesting or anything; I just thought I'd share. Or whatever.
Now I feel like a bird with constipation:
I cannot shit on anyone's car, and therefore, I am frustrated.
Dawna and Smack are still away, and the rest of my Newburgh friends are jerk-offs with no culture what-so-ever.
And uh, yeah. I'm done.