the same old lady in the mansion that once told me, "i feel like a ninety-four year old little boy."

Jun 21, 2006 12:30

work is a mind numbing, ten hour activity that drags the life out of me.
my boss is a fraudulent fuck who cheats on his wife and steals from his customers.
i've just been wanting to write something but i'm so uninspired.
well, not uninspired, just intermittent.
i just spit on paper.
i've been hallucinating for the past week.
i miss you, jess. but i'm not asking you to come back.
you're asking me to leave.
i'm bonedriven to do so.
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