7:57 am.
sitting, staring at the clock. the unshaded light from my lamp is blinding, but so is the darkness that overcomes my room without it.
sleep has escaped me... for the past 49 hours. it feels like i have rested for hours. what bothers me is the missing dreams.
staring directly at me in the mirror in front of me is a face. a red nosed, rosy cheeked visage whos armless glasses are resting in a crooked fashion upon her slightly bent nose. her crimson lips pouting, her eyes resembling the glass marbles with the ice blue frosted interior she used to cherishe when she was could not yet read. these marbles had always found it hard to remain in their place, locked on target, the inability to reamain still when hit straight on by marbles of different shades and calibers. yet, if another pair of glass spheres, in a matching or deeper hue, desired to knock these marbles from their throne, a battle would have to be faught for the crown. majority of the time, both sides would remain at a stalemate and eventually call it quits after more than their fill of friction. whether or not the feeling of deep statisfation is shared between both sides of the mirror cannot be fully determined. the girl can say for sure that whenever
such a challenge arises, all of her hopes and dreams come true (if even for a moment) and she feels safe.... gah. my eyes are shitting/ shutting uncontrolable. gah. sorry for bad spelling and nonsense here and there
someone help me with my verb tenses...?
class today 4pm. apparently joe jackson is my NMUN partner? im curious as to if this is the same joe
jackson i know...
so much to say, so little energy
sitting, staring at the clock. the unshaded light from my lamp is blinding, but so is the darkness that overcomes my room without it.
sleep has escaped me... for the past 49 hours. it feels like i have rested for hours. what bothers me is the missing dreams.
staring directly at me in the mirror in front of me is a face. a red nosed, rosy cheeked visage whos armless glasses are resting in a crooked fashion upon her slightly bent nose. her crimson lips pouting, her eyes resembling the glass marbles with the ice blue frosted interior she used to cherishe when she was could not yet read. these marbles had always found it hard to remain in their place, locked on target, the inability to reamain still when hit straight on by marbles of different shades and calibers. yet, if another pair of glass spheres, in a matching or deeper hue, desired to knock these marbles from their throne, a battle would have to be faught for the crown. majority of the time, both sides would remain at a stalemate and eventually call it quits after more than their fill of friction. whether or not the feeling of deep statisfation is shared between both sides of the mirror cannot be fully determined. the girl can say for sure that whenever
such a challenge arises, all of her hopes and dreams come true (if even for a moment) and she feels safe.... gah. my eyes are shitting/ shutting uncontrolable. gah. sorry for bad spelling and nonsense here and there
someone help me with my verb tenses...?
class today 4pm. apparently joe jackson is my NMUN partner? im curious as to if this is the same joe
jackson i know...
so much to say, so little energy
maybe you should get some sleep. you really need some sleep!
kisses