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Tuesday, September 8, 2009

keep breathing.

I'm reaching a phase in my schooling life where I have to consciously remind myself to relax my eyebrows at regular intervals, in fear that if I continue worrying so much, maybe one day they'll reach each other. I count sheep in my head to drive away insomnia, only to have the numbers send friendly reminders of my pending doom, in the form of exams and assignments, that worry me even further. I watch sleep slip from my grasp as the sun rises for a hobby. I lose myself in pointless, dead-ended thoughts, destined for oblivion, for entertainment.

On a note that I'm not entirely sure is related or not; I have never been so lacking in regards to music, since the magical time of pixies during which I was born.

I miss things. Stupid 'things'.
I don't miss stupid things - the things I miss are simply stupid for allowing themselves to be missed.

I don't even know why I care so much.

The storm is coming, but I don't mind.
People are dying - I close my blinds.
I want to change the world - instead I sleep.
I want to believe in more than you and me.

comment HERE.

i am

vivien, and i ask you to convince me of otherwise.

i'd like to be

a musician
a scientist
a thinker
a photographer
a time traveler
under the sea,
in an octopus' garden
in the shade.