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Friday, August 07, 2009

sleep, don't think

what on earth are we afraid of..?
what on earth are we so afraid of..??

we run into all sorts of trouble doing what we think is best.
we hold our tongues, because we know a moment of carelessness will be irreversible.
we hesitate and become reserved in an act of thoughtfulness.
we were taught to shut up.

it is this self-induced hypocrisy that lands us in crapholes whenever we slip up.
whatever are we so afraid of..?

promos in 55 days, no wonder we're all beginning to feel the heat.
come up for air once in a while..

people and dreams and places.

we are expected to be fully fledged in a year's time, forced to become mature, forced to grow up.
when we leave jc, if we survive it: what then..?
by now i thought i'd have drawn a big picture for myself, to have a larger sense of where i was heading to. i thought i'd be able to tell, if someone asks, what exactly i was doing in this world.

she's not here @

1:40 AM