rosemary's baby.

Viva La Vida!
Well, prom is tomorrow, and I'm not sure if I'm excited or scared.
It feels like I'm more scared than anything else.
(Btw, if you're curious, I've decided to drop both indifference and perception. I'm getting quite pessimistic about it all and I'd rather not worry about it and just have a kick-ass summer.)

So, I'm on the job hunt!
And so far, it's been reallyy ... unsuccessful.
I'm beginning to feel like I don't have any applicable skills that would be useful to ANY job.
Aside from being obnoxiously social and randomly 'fashionable'.
I guess I just grow tired of everything. I'm not patient enough for life!
It's too slowwwwww!
But, time for some deeeeeeeeep shit;

Everyone has a concept/idea that fuels their life.
Some dance, some draw, some listen to music.
For me ... as paradoxal as it may be, my "anti-death" is life.
There's so much to do, so many things to accomplish.
Life is just ... yeah.
I love mine. As much as I may complain that I hate it, I don't. Don't let me fool you.
Living is ... incapable of articulation.
There is such a profound beauty in waking up everyday.
Most people won't understand what I'm trying to say here ...
But that's ok. I don't need you to.
Life is my anti-drug. Living is my livestrong.

I T A L L M A K E S S E N S E I N T H E E N D
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