The constant fear of no success
where your current class could be your last.
You study your notes: in a rush, in a mess.
The ocean of knowledge and the boat you cast.
Where do you take your sail and those supplies you carry?
Just to find someone you love and you think you can marry?
Maybe your life will get better for the hard work provided?
Where are all those followers that have become divided?
Work too tough to trouble TAs
become baffling broken-down disturbing duties.
Where wondering what went wrong
creates creatures of creepy concern.
I do my best to have nothing complete,
am I to blame or those that gave me the beat.
Going from lecture to lecture so I could get a passing grade.
Kill my time sleeping with over night work not made.
Myself is all I have in the struggle of life.
- Posted:3 days ago
I’m so excited to cam again tonight~
I’m just so glad I can finally do it again! I’ve missed it so much!
whats your link babe. Put it on your tumblr or something. I wanna watch.
- Posted:1 week ago