Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Sweat

I'm f'n breaking down from the heat in my room. It's killing me. Not so much more than realizing my pitfalls. I can't stop thinking about how i never shut the fuck up. Yeah count that as another day of failure to thrive.

People "What's up?"
  given with little meaning
     spoken from lack of thought
         consideration should not be accounted
Me "What's up?"
better have something good to say or they'll hate you
    why are you talking to me, question your actions to being a creeper/weirdo
          why don't you say anything, fucking weirdo

I wish I could burn the words that cause such pain.

1 comment:

  1. I
    am not putting
    you down
    or anything.

    This
    post is quite
    funny,
    interesting.

    You're
    calling yourself
    an idiot
    just because
    you didn't
    want to
    talk.

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