Getting 7 teeth drilled was one of the less painful parts of this weekend.
"She glows and grows
With arms outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried
Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old"
I really need to stop being gloomy and just go with the flow. I used to be good at that. Now everything seems too structured. I feel as if everything needs to follow a plan. In actuality there is nothing I can do to to control the future. Why do I even try? This concept sounds good on paper, but is nearly impossible in practice.
"Do you believe in fate, Miss Mallory?"
"She glows and grows
With arms outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried
Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old"
I really need to stop being gloomy and just go with the flow. I used to be good at that. Now everything seems too structured. I feel as if everything needs to follow a plan. In actuality there is nothing I can do to to control the future. Why do I even try? This concept sounds good on paper, but is nearly impossible in practice.
"Do you believe in fate, Miss Mallory?"