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- I'm bored
- I'm lazy
- I'm still sick after well over a week (but I don't want to go to the doctors cos I'm a kind of ignore-it-till-it-goes-away kinda gal)
- my wrist hurts, and I'm worried about it, cos I think it may be something serious (but I don't want to go find out, cos I'm a kind of ignore-it-till-it-goes-away kinda gal)
- I didn't get to sleep for ages because I kept coughing and tossing and turning, so now I'm tired as well as feeling yicky
- I have to go to Box Hill tonight for a housewarming, and I'm not looking forward to it cos I know I'll just shrivel into the corner - partly cos I'm taking dan, and he kinda makes me like that (not on purpose, I just notice that when he's not around, I'm a bit more able to socialise with people I don' t know), but I don't really know how else I'd get to where we're going without him driving... I'm a completely selfish lazy bitch
- I'm a completely selfish lazy bitch
- I'm sick of being so self-centred/serving - why can't I just be happy?
- I'm not happy
- I think I make myself unhappy on purpose, and I don't understand why
posted by ekstasis at 4:29 PM
3 Comments:
sounds like you need some cheering up, uh-oh, lyrics pending....
Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie.
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade.
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself.
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf.
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
any good?
yes thanks
I'm not too bad - I just hate being by myself for a day - I get too involved in my head... :)
all better now.
thankyou
yay!> Bobby D can fix anything!
I am unable to clean my room, so I cleaned up my blog.
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