Saturday, August 19, 2006 // 10:40 PM

patience

sorry for being a brat. i know i dish out when i hardly ever suck it up, and i know normally i don't ever stop to appreciate you, because i'm too busy being obnoxious. i long to be quiet again, i hate the person that i am being right now, but yet right now i can't help thinking put off the identity crisis til after the a's. but that really shouldn't be the way things are. because you're no less of a human being, standing here beside me, at this point in my life, even when i'm blinkered against all else except my own selfish ambition. and as a human being who has taken so much of my crap, you definately deserve better than this.

patience

so maybe this is love, the making of excuses for you in my head. someday i will tell you, when i can do it solely becaues you need to hear it instead of because i'm dying to say it.

because a human being is more than a collection of virtues and vices.