Re.sist
Trying to resist the urge to tear apart my room in search of an earring.
Clearly, I have far more productive things to be doing and yet I find myself agonizing about that goddamn earring and wondering where it has gone...
and my heart cries, "Oh, earring, come back to me and I will never lose you again."
Have also lost: one lip liner, one eyeshadow brush, one David Gray CD.
Death! How many people must I whine to before the pain goes away?
How many?
Clearly, I have far more productive things to be doing and yet I find myself agonizing about that goddamn earring and wondering where it has gone...
and my heart cries, "Oh, earring, come back to me and I will never lose you again."
Have also lost: one lip liner, one eyeshadow brush, one David Gray CD.
Death! How many people must I whine to before the pain goes away?
How many?