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something shaking me to the bone.
2008-01-17 @ 6:02 p.m.
i've got this sickness, this exhaustion. i'm just tired of it all. i'm tired of people telling me what to do, and i'm tired of the same people refusing to be told what they should do. we're all supposed to be in this together. i'm tired. i'm just so tired. i want to move. i want to have my house. i want to have that feeling of thick walls, of boundaries, of being claustrophobic - being closed into my space, not being cold or spied on, no one being able to look into my windows. having more than one room to go through, and to be in, and to have color and security and not this feeling of getting up and leaving at any moment. some feeling of permanence. some feeling of being grown up and not this feeling of being no one. i'm tired of the disrespect and the rudeness and the silent treatment and the whispers. i'm really just tired of all of you. you don't know me and you never will. if you want to tell me something, just say it. because i'll certainly tell you what i'm thinking. |