Isn't it funny how what you hate becomes a part of you?
You hold it so close to keep it away
and it gnaws at your brain silently.
When did we ask to take it inside?
Just when did we turn and hug sensibility goodbye?
We all knew better
and we all fell down,
choking on the venom we tried to keep down.
Bah... I've got so much homework to do but I would rather be on roleplays. It sux how fate is like "oh yah and when you need to get s**t done, I'll help put everything on pause" cause normally it doesn't give a s**t and everyone posts without me. Well ******** it all. Seriously this whole "Jen has issues thing" is getting really old to me. I want to get help. I want it now. I want it now.
I WANT IT NOW.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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