clevermanka (
clevermanka) wrote2008-12-03 01:45 pm
Entry tags:
Bleaugh
I was going to write a big angsty post about personal issues and stagnation vs. progress and how contentment does not equal stasis and how I desperately want to make something happen--either with my hands or my brain or my heart or something just oh god I'm so tired of feeling so damned
s t u c k
But I decided fuck it, never mind. People don't need to read that shit. And writing about it/talking about it is going to do absolutely no good at all anyway.
Instead, you should go look at the LiveJournal of the person who pretty much defines physical perfection as far as I am concerned.
I need to start bleeding soon or I'm going to rip out somebody's god damned throat.
I would also not turn down a cigarette.
But I decided fuck it, never mind. People don't need to read that shit. And writing about it/talking about it is going to do absolutely no good at all anyway.
Instead, you should go look at the LiveJournal of the person who pretty much defines physical perfection as far as I am concerned.
I need to start bleeding soon or I'm going to rip out somebody's god damned throat.
I would also not turn down a cigarette.
