Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Sunday, June 25, 2006

B-O-R-E-D.

{From "Ain't No Other Man"~Christina Aguilera}
I could feel it from the start...couldn't stand to be apart. Something 'bout you caught my eye, something moved me deep inside. Don't know what you did boy but you had it and I've been hooked ever since.

I think I need something to keep me busy--something that makes me feel productive while 'obeying' the doctors and parents wishes to take it easy. What does this mean? This means I have to ice and keep my leg up and somehow figure out a way to preoccupy this ADD mind with a body that is used to going full throttle forward.

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