i wish i had the ability to get off my ass and get shit done. i have so many aspirations in my life and it just seems to be days of thinking about doing it tommorrow.
the procrastinator's eventual motto.
how many half-ass promises and unfinished drawings does it take to screw in a lighbulb?
meh, ill think about it later.
so much used up free time contemplating people and actions and moments.
fear of blank pages, misunderstood comments and unused sentiments.
fear of failure i suppose.
and i know i'm not alone in this, but somehow that is more depressing than comforting.

"two hands working can do more than a million clasped in prayer"