Dec 03, 2007 01:17
Yes, it's been a long long time since we last talked.
Yes, I realize almost two months.
No I don't have an excuse.
I'm laying in my makeshift bed (ie My couch downstairs, listening to "Le Festin" and waiting the flames flicker of the candles I have lit for no apparent reason.
I suppose I should be wasting my "talents" on a 3 page writing assignment I have due on Tuesday. However I'm sitting here...2,400 dollars staring back at me with a blank expression....and a "Make Your Harajuku Doll" ad. What the fuck does Gwen Stefani have to do with HP...let alone making GOOD music?
I don't know why I'm writing. There's no sexual tension. No unrequited fantasies...Nothing. Just...nothingness. I should be celebrating that fact. The fact that my brain has shut down and there's nothing rattling in there...But I need it. I need it like the addict needs the next rush of a needle, the next swig of the bottle..the next RIPPPP of a condom wrapper....
Maybe I just need someone to hold me, Maybe I need someone to talk to...
Or just maybe I need to get on a normal sleep schedule.
posting,
le festin,
insomnia