8.27.2009

shortsleeves in the winter

it's a thursday and i'm late for class again.

i woke up at seven forty five-am, for my seven thirty-five class. the sun isn't shining. my bedroom window's open and it smells like rain. there's a chill in the room that probably led to me sleeping in.

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i let things get me down. that's just the way i am. right now. everything gets me down.

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something has been nagging at me, well, you have been nagging at me. subconsciously. for you. i mean, like you haven't done anything that causes you to nag at me, but i just keep thinking about you. i want to message you, to see how you are doing. but i do not want to get hurt.

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life has been such a protective act for me. and it has just occurred to me that everything i'm writing is bullshit. i just can't write this morning. i guess it's time to go to class.

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have a good day, blog.

love,
jes.

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