Experimenting With Prose
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Poison
Can you not see your suspicions are poisoning the beautiful thing we once had?
I love you but you make it so hard.
You keep me at arms length and don't allow me to come near.
How can love survive this way?
Love is a tag-team event...I can't do this alone
I love you but you make it so hard.
You keep me at arms length and don't allow me to come near.
How can love survive this way?
Love is a tag-team event...I can't do this alone
Monday, June 13, 2011
Jealousy
I can't stand all you people being successful and happy.
A big thank you for those of you who have worse lives than me.
You make me feel good.
Which makes me feel like crap.
A big thank you for those of you who have worse lives than me.
You make me feel good.
Which makes me feel like crap.
Excuses?
I've always believed that if I could just find an opportunity to fully deploy my immense intellect, I'd be wildly successful.
So why do I keep passing up these opportunities that come by?
What the hell?
So why do I keep passing up these opportunities that come by?
What the hell?
Either Way, I Lose
Having ambition is killing me.
Losing my sense of ambition is also killing me.
It's not even a zero-sum game anymore.
Losing my sense of ambition is also killing me.
It's not even a zero-sum game anymore.
It's Sad...
It's extremely sad to discover that I identify completely with Dr. Gregory House.
MINUS the genius part.
Which makes it sadder.
I think I'm miserable.
MINUS the genius part.
Which makes it sadder.
I think I'm miserable.
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