Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Writing these papers will be the death of me.
I keep thinking that I just need to get it done. I just need to accomplish it. It doesn't have to be good, it just has to be out of me. It just has to get down on paper. I'll fix it later. I'm good at fixing things, sometimes. It's not getting down on paper. It's not getting anywhere because I'm not getting anywhere. Why is everything so forced? I'm tired of forcing this out of me. I'm tired.

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