i'm so sick of feeling inadequate. or something spelled something like that.
shit, man. in this fucked up world we're living in, i can't handle inner-turmoil to top it all off with. the world has got enough problems on its own without mine. why do people insist on taking on, better yet, owning my problems? this is what result in my feelings of inade.. er.. insufficiency.
never mind what the problems are. no need for you to own them.
in other thoughts, what's your favourite book? i need new fiction to read and would love some suggestions.
upon a cliff i stand, waiting for the world to push
shit, man. in this fucked up world we're living in, i can't handle inner-turmoil to top it all off with. the world has got enough problems on its own without mine. why do people insist on taking on, better yet, owning my problems? this is what result in my feelings of inade.. er.. insufficiency.
never mind what the problems are. no need for you to own them.
in other thoughts, what's your favourite book? i need new fiction to read and would love some suggestions.
upon a cliff i stand, waiting for the world to push
eurisko:
eh, i dont think i could handle other peoples problems on top of mine, so you dont have to worry about me owning yours, or even wanting to.
scuderiaferrari:
you are an absolute doll. what IS it about canada and hot girls? is it something in the water? in the french fry gravy?
