This night I dreamt, I saw you.
In that apocalyptic script, who would have known that you would be there.
But oh, what smoke and mirror could have made you that spiteful?
A smile, grit, and the hopeful belief for the end…
are washed away upon the Awakening.
And I knew then, as long as I’ll remember, this thorny grip will cloud the sky.
It all feels very raw.
and so he casts himself and all of his actions according to the only thing that’s ever made him feel like a somebody.
2 philo readings
1 philo assignment
=due 4pm today=
1 health psych lecture
health psych revision of all lectures
1 health psych assignment worth 40% of grade
=due tmr=
…
not enough sleep.
mom’s birthday today.
….
(sigh)
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, so here’s a bunny with a pancake on its head.”
monday class at 12, not 10. stop leaving the desktop ffs… stuff.
(and god i never get the hang of mondays) -long drizzle of thoughts-
Just a medley of some lyrics from places here and there.
