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I’m sorry, Sir, I know you said I had to write out 50 times “I must improve” - but 50 times a different thought came to my mind i must look after myself properly i must eat more i must drink less i must make time for myself i must get the test i must organise the divorce i must sort out my job i must sort out my head i must get the car serviced i must tidy this ******* place up i must give up the **** i must phone my friends more often i must become a better person i must take control of my life i must find a therapist i must hoover i must grow up i must calm down i must sing more i must accept myself i must finish that poem i must challenge ‘must’ i must find a new balance i must raise my self-esteem i must put on weight i must get to bed earlier i must return those calls i must take up meditation again i must get to the bottom of this paperwork i must ease off the whisky i must read more classics i must remember how to feel good about myself i must print those t-shirts i keep talking about i must feed the fish i must organise my finances i must rearrange the living room i must look into a mortgage i must pray to the god of small things i must hold good people close to me i must burn out my cynicism i must stop spending more than i earn i must stop pushing people away i must stop feeling icky about her past i must stop being a drama queen i must stop beating myself up i must stop putting it off i must stop going through the motions i must stop looking for the answer in others i must, i must, i must stop substituting poetry for action
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Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
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I’m sorry, Sir, I know you said I had to write out 50 times “I must improve” - but 50 times a different thought came to my mind i must look after myself properly i must eat more i must drink less i must make time for myself i must get the test i must organise the divorce i must sort out my job i must sort out my head i must get the car serviced i must tidy this ******* place up i must give up the **** i must phone my friends more often i must become a better person i must take control of my life i must find a therapist i must hoover i must grow up i must calm down i must sing more i must accept myself i must finish that poem i must challenge ‘must’ i must find a new balance i must raise my self-esteem i must put on weight i must get to bed earlier i must return those calls i must take up meditation again i must get to the bottom of this paperwork i must ease off the whisky i must read more classics i must remember how to feel good about myself i must print those t-shirts i keep talking about i must feed the fish i must organise my finances i must rearrange the living room i must look into a mortgage i must pray to the god of small things i must hold good people close to me i must burn out my cynicism i must stop spending more than i earn i must stop pushing people away i must stop feeling icky about her past i must stop being a drama queen i must stop beating myself up i must stop putting it off i must stop going through the motions i must stop looking for the answer in others i must, i must, i must stop substituting poetry for action
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Scottish
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
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