what, me worry?
who doesn’t worry, is my question. i mean, who doesn’t wake up with something, someone on their mind, eating up brain waves and emotional space with worry? if you don’t worry, well, i’m sorry... there is something really pretty fucked up with you, at least in my opinion. is my opinion worth something to you? dunno, but, it’s nothing i’m going to worry about... i’ve got things like grasshoppers showing up and my heart breaking and a sense i’ll wake up one day, and know that no one is the slightest bit interested in me... maybe because i worry too much.
i’m just saying, well, if you pretend all is swell, and you don’t worry about being liked, or loved, or someone hitting on you or how your day is going to go or...well, lots of shit....you are dead.
or, a liar.
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...or not human. Hehe, yass. Alright, now! Can I get an Amen, Sister Quin?!
I think that you've got that covered pretty well, Quin.
:)
I need a Pinocchio nose.
you are dead, or a liar.
ha, i like it!
i try not to worry but yes, i do.. of all those petty things you mention too..
i worry about being loved. finding romantic love. being alone. if i am desirable. blahblahblah
I love it!
If someone hasn't been worried in the last five years, they are in a coma or clinically dead.
so true... I worry alot but i'm trying to lessen it.
Well said! We all try to tell ourselves we should not worry, but yeah we all do and would be liars if we denied it. Reminds me of a saying "it's not the shit you are in but the depth of the shit". Or something like that. He he :)
Agreeing 100%.
--A fellow human
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