In this darkness that has no end, this world we are aboard continues to revolve...
♥ 3.05.2006
8:19 PM
you think of all the things you want to say, everything that's dammed up inside you waiting to come crashing out. you think about how beautifully your words will convey what you're thinking, how you're feeling, why you're writing. you think of all the people who, after twenty years, will venture to put aside their misconceptions and finally, finally understand you. why you do the things you do, why you say the words you say, why you think the thoughts you think. and just when you reach out for that ray of hope, reach out for all those people who never gave you a chance...you realize that you just don't have what it takes. not enough talent, not enough courage, not enough sincerity--really just not enough of anything. and instead of finally emerging to dazzle those you love with a brilliance of color, you swathe yourself further in insipid updates, desultory trains-of-thought, or maybe just a single utterance of obscenity.
fuck.
in the end, you chastise yourself for allowing naive ambition to carry you away. |
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NAME: Ling
AGE: 22
BIRTHDAY: 22nd Of November 1985