I do not like being under the world.
I did not quite imagine being 19, almost 20, quite like this. You get this idea that things will be in your control, but right now I rather feel like I'm just hiding and waiting for things to get better - when all that does is make them worse. I let time pass and then scramble at the last second. Not quite sure why my ambition has taken such a blow, but I alternatively look forward to and dread the coming school year. Trouble abounds; I am a hero, I have a hero, and yet I am not yet saved.
Curiously, my greatest joy right now is also, I suspect, the reason for my downfall, but it is a problem with me, not with it. I burst to talk of it, but will refrain. In three years time, it will be my greatest pleasure to share. I mean those words as much as one can.
Kind of crappily done in some respects, but great all the same. Sad.
Curiously, my greatest joy right now is also, I suspect, the reason for my downfall, but it is a problem with me, not with it. I burst to talk of it, but will refrain. In three years time, it will be my greatest pleasure to share. I mean those words as much as one can.
Click to viewKind of crappily done in some respects, but great all the same. Sad.