Jan 13, 2009 21:06
Who is this girl who thinks 'mulatto' sounds like a kind of ice cream? Who says 'casterate' instead of 'castrate'? Why do you 'always end up in the same fucking place' with her? Why couldn't I be her (except with my own intelligence)?
There aren't enough minutes in the day.
I wish I had a bike.
It was really hard reading a book about a dying cancer patient with my sister sitting right next to me, even though it should probably make me happy.
I can't help it that your her friend and I'm not. I'm over it.
It makes me angry that I can't read all day, every day.
It scares me that my family doesn't have health care.
It scares me that sometimes my dad only makes $25 a day.
It frustrates me that I have black mold in my closet.
It frustrates me that I have a law final tomorrow that I'm completely not ready for.
I need to cry. I'm too good at smiling when all I want to do is sob like a baby.
I wish I didn't complain so much.
Fuck school.
Fuck not being able to write.
Fuck my contrived poetry.
Fuck the prose that never comes out like it should.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a ceiling so that I could count the stars every night I lose sleep.