Wednesday, November 4, 2009

the etch a sketch in my brain has been shaken and wiped clean.

The shield of anxiety has finally collapsed beneath the weight of all this new found hope.
Such an inhuman waste of time to have felt such regret for so long.
It's better now.
I can finally focus and these thoughts that kept me up at night are set loose. They can collect dirt and dust with the rest of this corrupted ground. The plague that had control over my brain is cured. I don't need to hope for better days because I know that they will happen.

Time to focus on my GPA and getting the fuck out of here.
I'll find warmth under street lights else where, this city is too small for my dreams.

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