It's all about control, and how I don't have it over the things that matter.
Everything glides along, smooth as silk until the smallest, most innocuous thing pops up, and reminds me how much other people have control over me, whether I like it or not, and whether they're entitled to or not.
It is my life, right?
Everything glides along, smooth as silk until the smallest, most innocuous thing pops up, and reminds me how much other people have control over me, whether I like it or not, and whether they're entitled to or not.
It is my life, right?
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Date: 2002-07-25 06:00 am (UTC)But sad isn't it, how much of our lives are run by other people/groups/etc.