Aug 28, 2004 00:04
"the truth is you could slit my throat
and with my one last gasping breath
i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt"
taking back sunday
it's now official.
i am tired of being tired.
i'm over starting every sentence with
"i'm so tired of..."
most of the time the sentence ends with the generic
"dealing with this"
other times a more specific ailment
(most often of the heart)
is mentioned.
at some point i have to learn to stand up for myself.
why not now?
i'll never be happy if i'm so busy trying to please everyone else.
sometimes it's ok to think about me.
if only he weren't so cute.
especially when i'm mad at him.
guys.
it's so unfair.
haha.