The inability to change your circumstance, the lack of control over your predicament, the futility of fighting your way out of a tight spot. frustration plagues you, empties you, changes you. we get tired of watching our backs, we're overwhelmed by the things and people life puts along our way.

beneath this exterior lies a heart that, at every beat fears it'll grow colder by the second.

im frustrated.that i have done almost nothing productive during the first out of two weeks of the mid-term break.that i. that i. that i.

fight back gifford, you know its what you were meant to do all this time,you know its gonna be tough as hell but you know what you're fighting for,who, and why.

you could use a little of your own advice every now and then,you know.