Monday, 29 September 2008
Saturday, 20 September 2008
Muffins and Lil Wayne
I've counted them more than I can imagine: 13 steps to my room. It's just me. Away from the anger, Away from the chaos. Away from everything.
It's just me, muffins, and Lil Wayne.
It's just me, muffins, and Lil Wayne.
Thursday, 11 September 2008
Downfall
I used to look at you: books in hand, poised walk, and a smile that kills.
You seemed the essence of Perfection.
But when I look at you now: books covering face, unbalanced walk, and a smile of anxiety.
That's when I realized it. Perfection comes with a price.
And by God, you've paid that price- and I can tell you It wasn't worth it.
You're miserable.
You seemed the essence of Perfection.
But when I look at you now: books covering face, unbalanced walk, and a smile of anxiety.
That's when I realized it. Perfection comes with a price.
And by God, you've paid that price- and I can tell you It wasn't worth it.
You're miserable.
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