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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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5:43 PM, -
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Dear myself. stop wasting time. something is very wrong with you. you've not been on task, you've been procrastinating, you've been wasting too much. you have to stop saying you don't give a damn. because you know you do. Dear myself. if you don't pull your knickers up, dont cry when things scream fuck you in your face again. dont you dare complain when its all too late. dont wear their ears out by asking them to listen. quit moaning about life. like he asked. what's wrong with you? Dear myself. you know you dont have forever in your hands. so stop acting like you do. you have to buck the shit up, girl. dont think the worst of everything. Dear myself. you've got so many wonderful things in your life now. hands down, you know you fucking do. you can have the time of your life if only you learn how to want to, so whats the problem? lets not suss anymore. so long sweet pasts. Dear myself. you can do better. you know you want to. some people around you, they deserve better too. look where you went wrong. now go on, and just mooooooooove it.
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