addicted to
i'm not here to win
i'm here to leave a legacy
it's the passion that drives you
endorphins
pain
exhaustion
chasing this insane dream
perfection
tagboard ;
guestbook

i have the most wonderful classmates. like seriouslyyy.... roar.
my stomach feels weird and i'm burping dinner. my legs feel quite sore (die i didnt warm down today) and my head is feeling airy and i haven't done my homework.
the people i most want to talk to have been uncontactable for months. sigh :"(
so much i wish i could let out but there are some things that normal sane people wouldn't talk about... and each time i try to let off steam i end up sounding like a looney (which i could very possibly be)
KJFDSKLJALKJSJHWERUADJKAFKSFWIOERUIJFSD sigh. this is really .. testing my beliefs.
i feel a granuloma growing on my finger. it's gross and i don't want to go for minor surgery at silver cross again. the doctor is sinister and i can imagine his scary sadistic smile when he sees my wound. granuloma please go away.
this freedom doesn't feel as good as i'd imagined it to. maybe that's cos i never expected myself to allow things to end this way.
i'm rambling. i HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK but i need some spaceeeeeee to unwind and destress and sigh.