Absolutely Determined

to grow some balls.

There Comes a Point...

You should be able to use the retrospect to your advantage.
Look back and see what's not working.
There comes a point where you just have to say...
Enough is enough.
Why push on when all you're doing is expending useless labour on the behind of a stubborn mule?
Why persevere when there's nothing worthwhile?
There's no use faking it, forcing it, complicating things.


There comes a point where your needs, insecurities and fears do not rise above everything else.

I don't want to see you wasting any more of your precious time.

Degradation

You're toxic.

All the fucking time

Destroyed my mood first thing in the morning.

You've really acquired a skill.

Good on you.

Swamped

I have no time to even think.

Bed of Roses

Sometimes, just sometimes, you wonder why you try.

I'm tired.

I can't be bothered.

I can't keep up.

So what is it about you?

I can't figure out for the life of me.

And it's absolutely pissing me off.