Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Insomnia.

I try to wake up every morning and be a good person and be happy and optimistic and ready to be so alive, but I'm so terribly human and I can't seem to always be perfect and I don't know why I feel upset or why I can't sleep or why I don't want to talk to so many people I admired and called my friends, plus I'm not sure if love only exists in fairy tales (or '80's movies) or what to do with myself and my shoulders are sore and I'm just trying my very best and hoping that's sufficent.


Post number 200.
All my love,
Addy

1 comment:

Kaitlyn said...

I like Paul's lips best.