☼ Find Me, Fix Me

Can't stop thinking about it

I can't stop thinking

Why?

About life, I just can't stop thinking, wondering....

Life just seems to rush on forward, rush past me

Racing forward, refusing to stop to look back or even take a breath

Running forward, in a rage, in a cloud of confusion

Life, a beautiful mystery, a blissful misery~~

Why am I even typing all this? Being all emo and weird and weird..

Why do I even care, when I have a lang analysis essay to write about "Fish Cheeks" by Amy Tan, a playing test to practice for since I'm going tomorrow, and two chem quizzes to at least review briefly?

Trying to make sense of non-sense not only makes no-sense, but is also very roundabout and timeconsuming (demonstrated here).

Dang this.

Dang it all.

>:|