the planets bend between us
2.21.2009
After countless, reoccurring situations, I've finally realized that I've been subconsciously coming up with excuses to cover it up. Excuses ---reasons rather (see? I'm already doing it) to make me feel better about myself. However, a lot of what I've learned does indeed make sense. I don't know. I guess I'm still stuck in a rut, in search of the right answers. In search of the contentment I once grasped in my very own hands.
Right now, I'm itching to remove this stupid bandage that covers --nothing.
sincerely, Rm , 11:14 PM,
