This is where it ends

I don't buy everything I read,
I haven't even read everything I've bought.
I don't cry every time I bleed,
My eyes are dry, but they're bloodshot.
I have faith in medication
I believe in the Prozac Nation
You play doctor, but I've lost patience

Chorus:
But this is where it ends
This is where it ends
Call the police and call the press
But please, dear God, don't tell my friends
This is where it ends
This is where it ends

Where's my pride? Where's my self-esteem?
Does it show in the drinks I've bought?
I don't hide every time I'm seen, but I try not to get caught.
Make excuses for behaviour
Can my illness be my saviour?
Hid my heart while you still gave yours

Chorus

She says she wants to live in a movie
I say I want someone else to stand behind me
And write it all down
'cause I can't be bothered doing it myself.
And I don't want the responsibility of
proving it's importance.

I have loved and I have waited
Been picked up and been sedated
mental health is overrated






I know I should post some art. I'm just too tired and confused tonight. Maybe tomorrow. 
PS Today's fake words of the day: 
Uncommitty- same as noncommittal ie "I'm feeling uncommitty about this plan, call me later and we'll see".
Homonym: spelled Uncommittee to indicate things done unilaterally or by lack of consensus, the opposite of decisions made by committee ie "So the Uncommittee of Felicia has spoken, fake words are awesome". Kinda the opposite of Jove's "3 makes fact" rule. 
Enbiggen- to make larger, synonomous with Enlargen ie "Click the pic to enbiggen". 
PPS Why is there no twat chat in the real world? I need ladies to bounce my love life off. Or perhaps I should just enjoy that I seem to suddenly have gotten one upon leaving Vassar and ignore the fact that everything is super complicated/confusing.

In which there is too much to do

Oh god... today, 2 classes, which were boring and I couldn't focus, but actually participated well and got shit done, then race to work, also boring, where I had to race home and then back so I could remix a song for the poi act.. it sounded crappy, we scrapped it. Then an unproductive meeting for the fans/double staff section of the mixed toy act, followed by a race to an unproductive meeting of the poi act. Twat chat, and a shower, wrote my part of the mixed toy act and sent it out... Now bed. Yay sleep.