i may be disturbed...
but won’t you concede
even heroes have the right to dream.
- five for fighting

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sometimes we should stop trying to be perfect
and we should stop trying to be a superhero.
its nice to fall and lay in the corner like a ragdoll,
then maybe you might actually learn to breathe.

submission's over.
as much as i want to muse and go all exaggerated,
this is only part one and there's helluva part to go.
but at least i get a break, and maybe a little time to earn some moolah.
and it starts with blood donation (?!?!), lunch and movie marathon tomorrow
and dinner on saturday.
if we get tickets tomorrow (pray so)
everything is definitely gonna go great!

out of the blue i started talking.
and it suddenly felt better to talk to someone older,
someone who knew how to sayang with the right things to say.
it takes a wealth of experience to know that sometimes the shit you're facing now isnt so bad.
your life doesnt start till you hit much later in life,
its just now that everything seems so much more blown of proportion.

thinking about it,
maybe i just need to talk.
for someone to really 'get' me.
its not that i havent had people to talk to,
but i dont know its kind of hard to put down in prose.
i guess i have to sing about it HAHA.

okay i'm obviously feeling a whole lot better.
(:

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