right now: YOU KNOW I AIN'T GOT NO SENSE OF EGGS! Tomorrow, I'll not be able to bite through toast
Seriously. I'm freaking out about my poetry workshop. It shouldn't be this hard. But it is. I have no clue what I'm doing and it leaves me feeling like a failure.
Right now i'm running around panicking, like roast beef trying to make molly a fancy dinner. tomorrow, when it comes time to wake up and face the day and teaching, i'll not be able to drag myself out of bed to save my ass for the life of me.
ughhhgshslgs
Right now i'm running around panicking, like roast beef trying to make molly a fancy dinner. tomorrow, when it comes time to wake up and face the day and teaching, i'll not be able to drag myself out of bed to save my ass for the life of me.
ughhhgshslgs