christian
living out the best years of my life!
slogging it out down at nbs..
eating sleeping stoning
guit bass keyboard drums
cycling sleeping
would rather be slacking around
the only work i'll be doing is poring over textbooks...
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another year, another peak. rinse and repeat.
it's in times like these i feel so alone, hopeless and in despair. questioningly.
no thanks to your clandestine nagging session.
there is a possibility that indecisiveness is the root of the issue, a hesitance to fully commit to a course of action. how can i stop history from repeating itself?
during the day i can think of nothing better than sleeping. and at night, it's the one thing that i don't feel like doing.
oh the tiniest of miscommunications can screw so much up
did you just blatantly lie to my face? time will tell...
reserve? perhaps not quite :/
is this what that peace that surpasses all understanding feels like?
it occurs to me that my state of mind is quite directly proportionate to the response, or more often than not, the lack thereof.
what do i have to do? what should i do?
it was an interesting conversation, providing insight and a distant glimmer of hope.
oh how i pine. and yet, so near yet so far. so hard to let go, if at all possible.
just over 12 hours left to the truth.
in the doldrums