... yet why am I still up working and I still don't have a finished essay to hand in tomorrow?
I don't understand, it's like I fess up and "own" it, then all the fear goes and I don't bother anymore.
Fuck I'm lonely, and well sick of the nonsense in my mind tonight.
Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting ...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment