8.28.2009

it's eight-am, my heart's beating too loud.

(don't be so amazing, or i'll miss you too much.)

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a goofy smile and a conversation. something about writing. i love writing, and i tend to like people that like writing too. i always fall too fast in these situations. i know why now, fucking geminis. man, three in a row. good job, jes.

my hair is soft, and when i look in the mirror i still feel beautiful, but i am just bored with all of this stuff. this is discouraging.


life is mostly discouraging. i am rambling and tired and just forcing myself to write, and nothing good ever comes from that.

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in other news, my phone is fucked up bad. meh.

see also, i suck at school. or at least mornings.

goodnight, blog.

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