Jan 09, 2007 04:29
... how old are we?
...how old did this world make us?
... how old were we before we got here?
why do i feel tired, short on energy, weak... old.
Seriously... how young am I?
And why the fuck can't I breath straight?
I got a lot of questions for that doctor on Friday…
I work tomorrow… I want to ice skate instead.
I want to be with Lia instead… I want to stop fighting with a schedule and plans and money and a job… I want to be young.
She makes me feel young and I shake when I’m not with her… I should just leave this place… who am I trying to prove…
Why am I complaining about something not worth complaining about… why don’t I just buck up… and change what I don’t like…
Oh yeah… that’s what I’m doing in the first place. Man it takes time.
::this bitch moment was brought to you by Edwin::
I’m good now.
-Edween