why does everyone seem to place upon me expectations after expectations? who i should be, what i should do. i hate expectations, because i hate to disappoint.
why can't there just be no expectations. then i'd be free to express myself, and i'd be able to give everything i have because those are my instincts. i would put forth my best foot, and i would show you the world.
expectations bring out nothing but my primal instincts for resistance. because i'm sick of conformity.
+listening to: i need a dollar by aloe blacc
Monday, December 13
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who do you feel that you need to answer to?
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