a mother sings a lullaby to a child

Aug 31, 2004 02:07

depression depression depression. its all around us, every day is a new form, always makes you want your book of morbid longing poetry next to you all the time. im slowly feeling the onset as i think of a long long cold grey winter, one that seemed only yesterday to disappear. im not too sure how to deal with it at school, i worry about my intense dislike for dining hall food and about long sleeves and about money, if only i had money...

things i need money for :
1.] plane ticket to south africa : $1,000 ish
2.] cigarettes : [infinite amount]
3.] i need to buy me some time : [infinite amount]
4.] a house like nic's
5.] crackheroinblowacid addiction. hehe.

tonight i saw nic's house because a bunch of rock freaks went to watch kill bill volume deux. i was seduced in the bathroom by the wall paper that stated 'wall paper on the wall wall paper wall paper wall paper'. i am going to move in with him. i will love his fat cats as if they were my own.

i have eighty pages of oedipus rex to read for two pm tomorrow for sem class. i think i will go start it. my goal is... 30 pages tonight. blah.
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