I'm rather unsettled, and I know not why. I'm hoping on too many hopes and I need more stability if my mind is going to make it. HOPEfully college shall pull through and I'll go this fall. HOPEfully my life won't screw up now that I'm 18. HOPEfully I'll be able to record music with my friend's band and hold a side music career as well as a programmer.
Hope is useless and unsettling. I find no place for it in my existence. It only lets down or lets uneasiness take over. domokun
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