Scraping throughWednesday, July 21, 2010 / 8:21 AM
I'm picking up the pieces every week, careful not to drop any. I'm so tired, I wonder how long I can keep this up. I really cant breathe anymore, as predicted.
Imperfection made me, perfection screwed you
Run, run, run, run, run. When am I ever gonna stop?
Screw the rat race.
I reached for the Sun, slipped from the stars,
bounced off the moon fell back on earth
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RachelT'92 Living my life as a 2nd year student in Junior College, 18 goin' on 19 in 2010. I'm just trying to brush up on my not-so-extensive vocabulary and painstakingly trying to climb the ladder of education.
