seconds to minutes to hours
lack of productivity becomes me.
have uncanny ability to watch the numbers on the clock increase while doing nothing at all.
nothing at all.
have this great way of looking at everything i have to do, and coming up with a reason i can just say 'fuck it.'
fuck it.
it's at that point where you have to make a decision, and you just keep putting it off, and towing the line between the choices. but the line is clear, and the two sides are being separated by blades. but you keep you keep towing the line, you keep running inbetween the sides, being sliced down the middle by the divider. and you're bleeding, cause you're being sliced in two, because you can't seem to choose between two simple options. and the choice should be easy, but you don't want to make the easy choices. so you fucking bleed to death.
brought to you by indecision.
and i just heard fao schwartz closed.
don't know if it's true.
but if it is.
well.
that's a pretty fucking sad statement.
the one place that any kid could go and be greated by a singing clock tower going "welcome to our world of toys" and a bunch of overpriced oversized stuffed animals is gone.
welcome to the real world.
where there is no respect for toys or happiness,
just rent checks.
have uncanny ability to watch the numbers on the clock increase while doing nothing at all.
nothing at all.
have this great way of looking at everything i have to do, and coming up with a reason i can just say 'fuck it.'
fuck it.
it's at that point where you have to make a decision, and you just keep putting it off, and towing the line between the choices. but the line is clear, and the two sides are being separated by blades. but you keep you keep towing the line, you keep running inbetween the sides, being sliced down the middle by the divider. and you're bleeding, cause you're being sliced in two, because you can't seem to choose between two simple options. and the choice should be easy, but you don't want to make the easy choices. so you fucking bleed to death.
brought to you by indecision.
and i just heard fao schwartz closed.
don't know if it's true.
but if it is.
well.
that's a pretty fucking sad statement.
the one place that any kid could go and be greated by a singing clock tower going "welcome to our world of toys" and a bunch of overpriced oversized stuffed animals is gone.
welcome to the real world.
where there is no respect for toys or happiness,
just rent checks.