So these past few months I've managed to screw things up, put things together, and still constantly screw things up all the while, manage to keep myself from falling apart on a daily basis. It feels like I'm Elmer Fudd trying to fool Bugs Bunny into falling for the carrot under the box trick, except it's my heart that's under the box and I'm the one setting the trap and trying to catch it all at the same time.
I was told by an unnamed source, that this is probably the best time to start writing. So I'll keep it brief, I don't want you to think that I'm completely a nut job.
This is how I really feel:
1 comment:
Hey, being a nut-job ain't that bad.
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