its stupid anyway.
who gets a graduation ceremony for doing a stupid diploma course.
ok, so its an advanced diploma. woopdedo.
i just end up feeling foolishly pedantic.
i realize that i will have to accomplish a lot before i feel as if ive accomplished anything at all.
well, if i lose my groove, at least i'll still have drive.
also i've been seeing the number 11 everywhere lately.
i tried to check up if it means something.
but its like looking up "why do i have a headache" online.
you have symptoms of everything from a hangover to bulbous, justabouttoburst tumors.
so what the point.
also. as i end up saying every three months,
procrastination is a bitchslut.
and here, for you.
dont take me out of context,
silly fucking boy.
everyday i
think of how i thought of you
and everyday
you
become more of a
FLY
on the wall
my hands are
ITCHING to swat
away.
stupid fucking boy.
stupid fucking girl.
dont take me out of context.
i always knew
i would never
handle
more than
one.
*muse my fuckin ass. stupid dramamama.
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