Cheerleader?

inspired/driven by St. Vincent's "Cheerleader"

At times I wonder if I’m kidding myself, am I in over my head? we all wonder this at moments in our lives and I want a bit of assurance, a bit of control. I’m really full fledged going to put my all into everything this semester and go in with so much positivity, the only person I’ve been hurting and lying to has been myself, that just makes one feel that much more low. My work is me, I will show it proudly and happily, I will make time for me and really better who I am in every sense of what betterment encompasses for me. I’m going to be more than enough for me and remind myself how hard and passionately I truly work. Realizing that was a lot of I’s but mutha fuck my apologies. late night affirmations are truth. i do them all the time.

the past couple nights i’ve been sleeping earlier than usual (like 1/2am) then I go and workout like a haus till 1 am and am back to my insomniac ways. Leonard Cohen said “The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.” Oh shit Mr. Cohen, reading into my soul and shit. Except I have a tad bit of jealously. SO I listen to some somniferous tunes. 

the word haus demands to be repeated. HAUS HAUS HAUS HAUS HAUS. (whispers haus).

I shall attempt you soma (Brave New World, anyone?), sweet dreams to all :)