On thoughts...

[angelak]

Yikes.
Midnight.

Things feel more open and yet so fragile.
Open always feels better.
Life is fragile, though.
Vulnerable and fragile.
Thanks, Mercury in Retrograde - for (and) reminding me that I can be a huge pussy.

About the mundane:
Want to write a paper anyone?
*shakes her head, and sighs* Damnit.
I wish I just blow it off. The paper.
My brain isn't as motivated as it was 45 minutes ago.
Fuck.

-Angela