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| May 09, 2017 @ 1:37 a.m. | ||||||||
| It's always during the late nights the inspiration comes for diaryland. | ||||||||
I'm falling behind. Because pretending to know what the hell you are doing only gets you so far. It's that time, the time to show what you are made of and, pfff, I'm made of insubstantial water vapor. Look, I knew it'd be time consuming, not complaining. But now the anxiety is consuming any peace of mind I can muster. And summer is coming and all I want to do is drop everything and run. I always run. Why do I run? I might be some kind of coward, but. Maybe a little more than that. Point is I'm behind. Can't keep up. And the fucking weeks are going faster. Alright, wah wah over. Time to catch up. |
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