the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Nobody likes being helpless.

I sure don't.

But i am.

I can't help it but that's the whole thing about helplessness isn't it?

You can't do anything about it no matter how hard you try.

But sometimes you're not allowed to.

What do you do then?

Things are bad enough.

But will it be worse off if i let loose?

Or will it still continue never-endingly if i keep mum?

I'm bounded tight by what i know.

Rest assured.

It's safe with me though.

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