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whatever you do, don't think about elephants
Thursday, July 28, 2005

› by victoria

"Why is everything so fucking hard for me?"

seriously, this song quote is so apt.

trying to ignore the metaphorical elephant looming in the corner is basically killing me and destroying him.

And hating
Things that I can't bear

I can't stand sitting around hoping for the cell phone to ring and then when it does ring having it be some stupid cell phone number that i sincerely suspect is my younger sister who is the LAST person I should speak to, and the last person I would WANT to speak to, right now. And having it ring 10 times in a row, each time making us more and more wound up.

whatever. I mean, it's just like really living through that Langston Hughes poem.

what DOES happen to a dream deferred? I can't stand it if we've come this far only to watch it fail because nobody gives a shit enough to get his fin. aid together so he can go back to school.

If everything falls through I don't know what i'm going to do.

A Dream Deferred

by Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

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