April 2010
More Tired, More Letters
It’s 12:12. I swear to god, I have become some kind of insomniac. I need to sleep, but my brain has become so full of things that it won’t let me go to bed. I’ve been trying to pick them out of my head and put them down somewhere so I can go back and worry about them when I am concious but it doesn’t work because I just keep thinking more about them. Right now I have a play...
Letters to Someone
My laundry is chilling in the dryer. It’s 12:20. I haven’t slept right in days. And I have been reading Letters to Crushes and Crushed for a good fifth of the day. Time to write some of my own. Maybe they will get read. If not, just having them down is good enough for me.
And yes, I feel a little pathetic posting them on here. But hopefully only one or two people know what they...
Things like this bring me back up. :)
crushes:
Dear Self,
You’re going to be fine.
Sure you’re a little moody, and a little crazy, and a little unsure of everything you want. (Being honest, who isn’t?) But you’re fine.
The answers will come. You will understand what you’re supposed to be doing. You’ll find someone to love. And you’ll figure it out eventually.
You will, and you know it.
In the meantime, keep smiling.
Love, ...
So. Freakin. Out of it.
Ergo, I have lost it
Tick…tick…tick…BOOM
My brain squeezing out of my ears
Like so much toothpaste
Totally tubular, bro.
How I am doing.
Well, I am stressed. Beyond belief. A paper due tomorrow that I currently should be writing. A math midterm monday. A chem midterm tuesday. And the show that is going up next saturday. When the hell did it get to be third week already? Time seems to be going by so quickly…and I don’t have near enough time to do everything that I want while I’m down here. I don’t really want...
