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Jan 18, 2011 11:01

Now I write when I'm away, letters that you'll never read
You said go explore those other women, the geography of their bodies, but there's just one map you'll need
You're a boomerang you'll see
You will return to me

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I shouldn't be taking so many classes this semester, I don't want to work that hard. I have 12 books for two classes... I had to buy so many damn books. Whateverrrrrr. Past two days I saw my Aunt Rachel, it was nice. We went to the casino one night and yesterday she took me exploring Lansing--- I'm so glad she called yesterday because I have no idea what I would have done all day locked in this little room. Waiting now for the bus to come and whisk me away to a tiny classroom on the other side of campus, I have an hour.
I don't want to be here right now.
I feel like I'm going crazy and I hate when I feel this way.
I'm really, really sick of this routine right now.
Ugh.

I feel like somebody just has been holding me by my shoulders and shaking me for two days and I wish they'd stop because I don't know what I did wrong

and I hate your complacency

more to come
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