:Because I Wanted To:That's the current picture of my life. Nothing's wrong. All the pieces are there...Why won't they fit together? I feel disjointed. Everything is feeling rushed. I can't breathe sometimes.
Jay + me. Well, that fits.
Work + school. Not so much.
Family + friends. Close, but not completely.
High school + college. Doesn't click all the way.
Theatre + homework and everything else. Not exactly compatible.
Time + Management. FAIL.
The only thing hat fits is Jay then. But sometimes I wonder even about that. He's too good for me, honestly. He fits himself in with all the other pieces as best as he can. Helping where possible and making sure that I do my best to snap the other pieces in place.
I'm feeling burnt out. Hmmm...
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Green is cool
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Did-a-chum, did-a-chee, no need to worry, you've got the key!
Disco killed the hippies.
Oh, and thanks for the faves!!! (And sorry this is so late, I've not been on dA recently.)
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"What if you could shoot marbles from your hand? It would suck to have to put them back in."
"That's why I have the ability to throw popcorn."
-Daniel and I watching X-Men 2
FOUND YA~
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In the time it has taken you to read this, Kisame has stolen your uterus....
Unless you believe yourself to be a male. In which case... well, check again.
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"Never touch a butterfly's wings.
They are easily damaged,
And if the butterfly can't fly anymore,
It will die."
-Are You a Butterfly?
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