I never did grow up --
feels like I never will;
my friends are all adults,
I'm still a teenage girl
I haven't changed a bit
I'm still not over it
I make the same mistakes
(I make the same mistakes)
Slipped into a cave one day
I never thought I'd leave that place
When I woke up the sky had fallen down
And, oh, what a waste
Ahoy, the blog! This week has been wild and expensive. I bought clothes for the first time in...at least six months (almost certainly longer) due to a desperate need for shoes that aren't falling apart. I found some, but they need to be broken in more as they are currently doing terrible things to my feet; ouch.
There was a wild bbq last night, hosted by my brother, the night before that there was similar craziness, and just...yeah, crazy. Been a crazy week. This weekend will probably continue that, since LIBRARY! COMIC-CON is tomorrow (though I work BN in the morning, so I'll probably only make it in for a few hours, if at all? ;n; ).
I'm pushing myself on a lot of projects, but I feel kind of futile about it. I keep messing up my lines. I HATE INKING SOMETIMES, ARRRGH. Then I feel like I should clean it up digitally to fix those little imperfections and I know that'll just take SO MUCH LONGER and I just want to toss the whole thing. Actually, I feel exasperated with a lot of stuff right now. Why even bother?
They canceled my shift this morning, but I got some decent cleaning done. I am SO CLOSE to getting this place livable. SO CLOSE!!!
There's no such thing as love
There's no such thing as God
There's no such thing as you
There's no such thing as us
And tell me, friends:
when I'm down, would you pick me up (my friends)?
My friends:
if everyone had rights,
would anything go wrong?
Would there ever be the need
for these politician songs?
