Jesus speaks...
Whats up faggots?
I'm still depressed about the simple facts of life. I can make anything worse than it already is.
It's like I'm dragging my feet while I walk.
Driving across the country is pretty mindblowing, it's completely amazing sometimes. I have to drive back in the dark basically. No nav, I really shouldnt have hit that deer.
I need someone to talk to, its starting to get unbearable. I cant think back on anything because it feels so fake now, it's literally like I'm ripping my chest out when I remember stupid meaningless kisses and completely retarded moments when "I love you" was a mutual phrase. I don't hate it, but it hurts to think about it.
Denver is pretty cool. I guess. But just to add on to my pathetic feelings, Violet didn't come. So I guess I just have this feeling of "why am I here?" and I'm just feeling like a chicken with it's head cut off. I really need to get another tattoo, my fucking designs are just sitting around not doing anything.
Feeling like shit, nothin's new.
I'm still depressed about the simple facts of life. I can make anything worse than it already is.
It's like I'm dragging my feet while I walk.
Driving across the country is pretty mindblowing, it's completely amazing sometimes. I have to drive back in the dark basically. No nav, I really shouldnt have hit that deer.
I need someone to talk to, its starting to get unbearable. I cant think back on anything because it feels so fake now, it's literally like I'm ripping my chest out when I remember stupid meaningless kisses and completely retarded moments when "I love you" was a mutual phrase. I don't hate it, but it hurts to think about it.
Denver is pretty cool. I guess. But just to add on to my pathetic feelings, Violet didn't come. So I guess I just have this feeling of "why am I here?" and I'm just feeling like a chicken with it's head cut off. I really need to get another tattoo, my fucking designs are just sitting around not doing anything.
Feeling like shit, nothin's new.