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When griping grief the heart doth wound,
and doleful dumps the mind opresses,
then music, with her silver sound,
with speedy help doth lend redress.
-William Shakespeare
Face of Youth
Clearly, it's hard to get all that you want. It's been rough and I'm barely making it through the thin thread. I'm mustering every ounce of patience that's inside and I think I'm running dry of it all. It takes a big heart to be understanding and that's what I've been wrestling with for all eternity. I think I'd be afraid to hear what people would have to say if they were given an assignment to critique me. Well for all that it's worth, I've been giving it my best.
Sleep becomes a distant friend. It doesn't help when you're living every moment on your toes. Nothing is more tiring when you have no reason or purpose for the things that you do. Morale seems to be the deciding factor. Sadly there's no other option but to move on. I can only wish time passes by til I'm through.
I think the world hates me.
signing off at 1:19 AM
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