everything has gone horribly wrong somehow.
and i'm not quite sure how to fix it.
i don't want to be where i am, who i am, doing what i am for one minute longer.
"...cuz i'm full as a tick and i'm scratching at the surface.........." - fiona apple
every tiny thing is too much to deal with and i just want to hide in my bed until it all goes away.
"hiiiiide from time....hide from time....." -queen adreena
i need more Fire, i need more Earth..
my Water drowns out everything.
It quenches my fire and kills all earthly vegetation.
Stupid emotions.
Wishy-washy, indecisive.
More time wasted crying then creating.
"that's why every little thing counts, every little thing counts..."
I should have gone to Art School. Or done any, anything else.
I will never be an intellectual and now I don't even want to.
hrmph.
and now i am late for horrid Music Theory and i haven't done the homework and i don't fucking care.
but i do. just not enough.
*grumble*
my concentration/dedication/determination went sliding past the window pane again.
~bethany is wrong (professionally)
and i'm not quite sure how to fix it.
i don't want to be where i am, who i am, doing what i am for one minute longer.
"...cuz i'm full as a tick and i'm scratching at the surface.........." - fiona apple
every tiny thing is too much to deal with and i just want to hide in my bed until it all goes away.
"hiiiiide from time....hide from time....." -queen adreena
i need more Fire, i need more Earth..
my Water drowns out everything.
It quenches my fire and kills all earthly vegetation.
Stupid emotions.
Wishy-washy, indecisive.
More time wasted crying then creating.
"that's why every little thing counts, every little thing counts..."
I should have gone to Art School. Or done any, anything else.
I will never be an intellectual and now I don't even want to.
hrmph.
and now i am late for horrid Music Theory and i haven't done the homework and i don't fucking care.
but i do. just not enough.
*grumble*
my concentration/dedication/determination went sliding past the window pane again.
~bethany is wrong (professionally)
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no, you need more water. *swims with y'*
I'm upset that I keep missing your calls, and color yourself special, pumpkin, I hate talking on the phone, but I wanna talk and gossip and flirt and daydream with you, yes.
you're so much loverly, I hope I can help y'feel betters. I'm having the fam over for dinner, but I'll be around late t'nite so's we can talk.
*pets*
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((hugs))
Lyrical