| think of love as plain yogurt, love by itself is more generic and equated with a relationship, and you have to add flavors to it to describe what kind of relationship it is and what aspect of the relationship we're focusing on" <-- yogurt = love i yogurt my class  |
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| [panic mode] two midterms on the 17th
one midterm on the 18th
one 2 by 3 feet acrylic portrait to paint by the 18th
[current status]: nothing done
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|  trying to stay awake in 323 .. *sigh* why must class be so boring.
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| wish it was easier for me to just spill my guts and stop hiding. the stupid thoughts in my mind won't go away. i wish i could stop hiding, stop pretending. how hard can it be? i think i've just gotten so use to doing this for so long.. i can't remember the day that i didn't. i've done it all my life now i don't know how i can not. i just want to curl into a ball and cry until i can't anymore and maybe i could cry it all away.. now i'm just doing it to myself..
.. why can't i rewind 15 years or so and start all over.. to break the habit. to do the right things.. its no use crying about it because it just simply won't happen. but i can't stop.... i thnik i need help. |
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