The Biggest Loser
Seems fitting to me that that's what's on in the background as I'm writing again.
Feels like home, being a loser. Being the underdog. Being the freak. Being normal has always seemed painful, unwanted, boring.
Stagnant existance drives me absolutely crazy. Mediocrity hurts. I don't want boring. I wanted excitement, laughter, conversation. What have I dedned up with, silence,
The rest was silence.
I miss buffy, I miss the randomness.
Coherent thoughts seem all but gone these days. I can't remember the last time I actually had a coherent thought that stayed all the way through and didn't fauther or get sidetracked by some other crap in my mind.
30 minutes wasted...GAH!!!
Feels like home, being a loser. Being the underdog. Being the freak. Being normal has always seemed painful, unwanted, boring.
Stagnant existance drives me absolutely crazy. Mediocrity hurts. I don't want boring. I wanted excitement, laughter, conversation. What have I dedned up with, silence,
The rest was silence.
I miss buffy, I miss the randomness.
Coherent thoughts seem all but gone these days. I can't remember the last time I actually had a coherent thought that stayed all the way through and didn't fauther or get sidetracked by some other crap in my mind.
30 minutes wasted...GAH!!!