A Hangnail

Right now I'm hearing the repetitive voice that I've heard for days. And days. And days. I hate it when there's nothing else to say, just the same ol.' Everything repeats at some point, though. I repeat. Only because there's always more to say. I hope there's always something to say, so that a reminder is always there. But when things start to repeat with nothing new to bring to the table it becomes pointless. I did type something here, but I backspaced. I need to save room for other days. And I don't want to get into an indepth discussion, I'm too aggrivated and I need to relax. School is bothering me right now, because of my grades. Only because I'm getting caught up into what I don't know, and what I do know. I don't know what I do and don't know, and when I do know that I know what I do, it's too late to undo what was done regarding what I didn't think I knew. You loved that one, I know. But I meant every word of it. At least every time I do something bad, I've learned something. But then it's too late to prove myself. To myself. I also just backspaced something else. Everything I'm stupid to now, I'm determined to know later. I don't mean that in a procrastinating way, I mean it as a learning from my mistakes way. And again, I backspaced. Oh my god. I would keep on, but this isn't the night for me. I know tonight it'll be late before I go to sleep. I've got to stay awake reading something. Or something. And I'm not making this up, but I sincerely feel this is one of the only times I've not made sense on here. I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm just so mad, and disappointed. -...
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