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soliloquy; ephemeral landings
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Posted on Saturday, 6 December 2014 @ Saturday, December 06, 2014
I absolutely dread moments of self doubt. It makes me rethink my (then most suitable) decisions and sends me spiraling down this tangled web of self destruction and dishes of stupid, stupid remarks I punch myself with.Then it ends up with swollen eyes and half my body on the floor. I am tired, so tired of having to match up with that one smart girl at church or that one smart guy at college. There's something just so mentally and physically draining, living your life constantly under the pressure of having to do something better than her or him. It's horrible, this unhealthy competition the "big bosses" want you to have and I hate it so very much. I just am so exhausted, figuring out how to exit this labyrinth before I get myself killed by lurking monsters. So I'm just gonna go with one thing. Never giving up. Nope. Not "never giving up" in doing better than her or him or anyone. Just the plain, old "never giving up" in terms of doing what I know I have to do and take whatever measures I have to take in order to make the mess come together in a neat stack. Now it's ridiculously impossible, but God don't help dem who don't get back on their two feet and help demselves so... I'll give this thing a week or two before I start ranting about my nonsense self, but till then. |
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