Nevermind that you can't make it and have to cancel our RS discussion tmr, just get well soon kay? Pretty please? <3
And please get your rest. Why do I still see you online on msn? :O
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Sometimes I feel so tired of every single damn little thing, so sick of trying to suppress the frustrations, the hurt, the disappointment and even anticipation. Every day it's the same mundane thing. The dread of knowing the repetition of activities you have day after day. The hell, doing that repetition. The lethargy, the aftermath of that series of repetition. Sometimes I feel so sick of things that I just want to rip everything to shreds, shout it out loud and go against how things are supposed to be done. Really, how much further can deprivation go?
tired of chasing after things that don't belong, tired of struggling to impress, tired of trying too hard then falling so hard, tired of heartaches, tired of getting back on track, tired of facades; facades that last only to reveal the inside that you'd desperately tried to conceal
Nevermind that you can't make it and have to cancel our RS discussion tmr, just get well soon kay? Pretty please? <3
And please get your rest. Why do I still see you online on msn? :O
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Sometimes I feel so tired of every single damn little thing, so sick of trying to suppress the frustrations, the hurt, the disappointment and even anticipation. Every day it's the same mundane thing. The dread of knowing the repetition of activities you have day after day. The hell, doing that repetition. The lethargy, the aftermath of that series of repetition. Sometimes I feel so sick of things that I just want to rip everything to shreds, shout it out loud and go against how things are supposed to be done. Really, how much further can deprivation go?
