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22.04.2004 Thursday afternoon @ 12:49 p.m. *Insignificance* Don't feel enthusiastic about it all of a sudden. It's like, so what? The I-can't-be-bothered feeling is hanging in the air once again. I am so tempted to nitpick at every little thing that I think is wrong. So so me, isn't it? The desire to mediate every single mistake is really strong. I am the right one. Hear me roar. Hur hur. Bullshit, man. What am I? A sitting duck? Yeah, okay..I can be meek at times but it doesn't mean I'm alright about it. I mean, I voice out my opinion so far, whenever I feel something's not right, but... Oh, forget it. You're right. Perhaps I was and still am jealous.
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