04.24.2007 / 12:19 p.m.

i have no more good ideas left
no more motivation
no more nothing, nothing is left

i just want to start over

all that gumption and anticipation is melting away faster than the polar ice caps

i hate the jealousy, the insecurity, the bitterness that coats my skin like a thick layer of grime

so.upset.

when did i stop mattering? when did i become irrelevant? when did i become invisible?

then ... now