"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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the problem is that i tend to rely too much solely on one person. thus resulting in me always being in a shadow of insecurity, of whether i'll be forgotten, abandoned, or let down.

i don't like to wait but i keep people waiting.
i don't like to wait so i keep people waiting.

sometimes i get tired of all that polite small talk to people you don't know, who don't really matter - they'll only be passerbys in your life. smiling out of sheer courtesy, smiles which hurt your face, as though they don't quite fit. sometimes i wish i could curl up in a small corner of the universe, hearing the stars tinkle as they fall. wish i could just be moody old me. wish for a place where i can be myself, and no one judges, even if i'm not the same person every day.