Just like heaven...
Oh well. Another sem jungle on my GPS. I don't know if I can tread on the path with righteousness and the "righteous" any longer. Just this and everything will be written en blanc. I can't help but laugh on what I've been through with the Xavier walls. Maybe I'm just anxious to go out or whatever.
I need someone. Or something. I can't give up. Not at this time. I need-- some inspiration. God help me but I do. I hate to see myself in front of the mirror ten years from now and ask why I didn't do things. Certain things like getting a tattoo or join a rock band. And hell, I know that things which are difficult to do are worth dying for. But still there are priorities. Believe me, they are hard to get them in line like ducks on the road.
I'm like in a pressure cooker right now. The pressure is too hot and too painful to handle. But I still have hope and more likely faith or even most--love.
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