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Feb 11, 2009 09:57

One last effort to quench my sanity. I am going on my hands and knees in front of this man, begging, pleading, to give me some idea. I feel like my brain is at a creative peak but I have no canvas whatsoever. I need a way out, or a way in, that won't bruise my pride any further. I just want to BE somewhere. I'm always on the brink of happy. I'm sick of the brink. No more brink!

I was trying to make a pun with Brink 182 but I gave up :( so make one yourself. I am at this man's mercy today. Crush me or lift me up, whatever you see fit, sir.
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