i should be in bed at the moment. should be. ought to be. blah i actually think i want to be in there. so sad i know. ugh. i've gone beyond what was expected.

i'm bored with myself.

i want to run around and scream.

i'm neglecting this. i think the time for writing in it may be at a close. maybe not. i wondering if i ever wrote anything of any use in it. i feel defeated for an odd reason. i'm close to dying i feel it ( Read more... )

ray gave me his throat cancer. ewe. now that i think about it he slobbered all over those fucking joints when he rolled them ( Read more... )

i feel like i have to update my journal. so much shit has happened lately. well not really, but it seems that way. ugh i'm so cold. my hairs wet from my shower and it made my shirt damp. i should just go to bed, but i can't. i'm still hoping bonnie will get on. fuck i need to talk to her. i was being shitty. it's just sometimes she makes ( Read more... )

hmm... feel good.

love depeche mode, always gets me in a good mood. my SAD's kicking in. it's raining and it's fall. so i NEED the depeche mode. and soup. soup's good, but i'm eating it with a serving fork. since the kichen and the living room are torn apart, no dishes have been done.

i wanna go back to bed and cuddle and watch a movie and fall ( Read more... )