all those months I just wanted to sleep
was livejournal created for depressed people? I only seem to want to write when I'm sad. If I was out having fun, I wouldn't beat home fucking posting on livejournal, would I? And here I was supposed to go to a party tonight. Fucking work. So here's the thing. My favorite holiday is my birthday and halloween, since they're two days apart it all goes together. I love this time of the year. I love dressing up and carving pumpkins and drawing halloween themed things and...I haven't done any of that this year. And I'm not going to. And I love writing gift lists and getting presents and looking forward to my birthday...and It's in what, 3 days? And I'm not even really excited. I need to make a change. Why am I pursuing a promotion at work when I feel like I'm working too much already. I'm not sure time fucking management is going to help this. I'm overwhelmed. I need to stop being a whiney bitch when life is handing me everything I could want. As if I know what I want. You've all been evited to my brithday party, right? If not, e-mail me at hyperbatchick at juno.com. That's all. <3
"And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you
I just assumed that you eventually would ask
And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart
And all those months I just wanted to sleep"
"And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you
I just assumed that you eventually would ask
And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart
And all those months I just wanted to sleep"