crying as my stress levels continue to mount to a never-quite-there-plateau before increasing more and more with each word my roving eye devours.
i cry during prayers now, something that i only do when i feel desperate, when things get so hard and everything's clogged in my throat.
when i'm lost in the pages of a book, and even then, my mind chugs on relentlessly, trying to understand the written logical reasonings; then with the digestion of these words, try to formulate them out that are substantial only just to justify my still-there intelligence.
i guess i haven't gotten over my brain-damage. i needa sniff glue.
i feel stupid now.
and i hate this so MUuCcchhhh. HATE IT.
penned.
3/20/2005 06:15:00 PM