hit me til it's normal
you know what's really dull? fear. i'm sick to death of it. i know it's one of life's great eternal driving forces, but i'm tired of buying into it. is this a broken record? is this not the culmination of all that troubles me? chickenshit. and over changable things.
and my heart is a bomb.
and potential makes me sick.
and i know if i just stopped being afraid, i would exceed all expectations.
and burst into a million pieces.
and my heart is a bomb.
and potential makes me sick.
and i know if i just stopped being afraid, i would exceed all expectations.
and burst into a million pieces.
posted by evil at 11:56 AM
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the only way i manage to handle the incredible amount of expectation pressure I feel is to surprise people every once in awhile by doing something incredibly amazing. that way, I can relax most of the time but people know I'm capable of I feel like trying. Then I have a perfect excuse: I'm lazy.
i just thought about that previous comment a bit. as an addendum: I am very very lazy.
ah, fellow sloth! high fives!
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