| | and the skin you call your home holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle and lungs that can't breathe when they're alone.
accidental deth by rilo kiley is a winner. beautiful lyrics.
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dinner: 1 bag of cheese popcorn and a giant bottle of red gatorade.
conclusion: i am white trash.
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i feel like such a failture today.
magically my alarm didn't wake me up for class at 9, so i thought
"great! i'll use all this time to get everything done! thank god! its a
miracle!"
and what did i do?....nothing. i took a shower?
i hate that i always get frustrated when there isn't enough time to do
anything, but then when i finally get the time to do everything, i do
nothing. why is that?
its like something deep in me holds me down and commands me to be
still. but for no good reason. not in a "be still and know i am God"
kind of way. i do no mediation, no reading, no journalling, no writing,
no drawing, no cleaning, no homework, i just do nothing. it is amazing
to me how much time i spend doing so little without an objective. it is
a wonder that i get anything done.
why do we reject what is required of us? why do we rebel at obligation? why do we say no to necessity?
or more importantly, why do I?
i'm no good...
~rachel~ |
| | Posted 1/19/2006 3:07 AM - 1 view - 2 comments
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