do you think i’m pretty?
i’m supposed to be working. i’m not. i’m supposed to be fulfilled. i’m not. what i am tho, is tired. tired of waking up. tired of driving. tired of working. tired of not feeling. this is not what i’m supposed to be thinking. after everything, i should be blinded by happiness. staring at the sun or like looking into my iphone first thing in the morning. burn my retina happy. you know? how about little something to brighten my day?
I think you’re beautiful.
Rob | 9:23 am on the 29th of January, 2009