It scares the hell out of me and all I can see is the end.
Fuck the world. Thats the main re-occuring thought of the day...I got home today to break down and cry as soon as I got behind a closed door of my own.
I just woke up from a nap on the couch, thats a bitch. My neck is killing me.
And. My heart is doing that thing where it hurts. Not metaphorically, I mean, it litterally hurts to breathe. A sharp pain right in the heart.
I drew a lot after I got home today. Drew a comic out for the "My name is Taco.." song. Original drawing by yours truly, finally, one of my own and Theresa cant take any credit this time. I drew out a tattoo. People say to like it. I like it even if theyre pretending not to, fuck them, theyre envious or something.
...God damn it all. My Tim isnt around anymore. I never hear from him. Twas his birthday Thursday...I wouldnt want to talk to my ex on my birthday, either? Whatever rubs your buddha, little man.
Theres some guy randomly talking to me on yahoo, its annoying. Some people dont get the idea you dont want to talk to them until you put them on ignore. Geez...One more to whore ignore.
.....He wont be on...Hes why I stayed online this long. No school tomorrow, home alone, might as well.
I think I'm going to vomit again. And my migraine is coming back and tears to my eyes. Means Im ready to go to sleep. So...sleepy time Becky.
'Payce Home'AY!'
P.s...I need a lighter and pack of Marlboro 100's all to myself right now. Its been so long. Cramps and cravings, at the same time. Im gonna keel over and die, now.
I just woke up from a nap on the couch, thats a bitch. My neck is killing me.
And. My heart is doing that thing where it hurts. Not metaphorically, I mean, it litterally hurts to breathe. A sharp pain right in the heart.
I drew a lot after I got home today. Drew a comic out for the "My name is Taco.." song. Original drawing by yours truly, finally, one of my own and Theresa cant take any credit this time. I drew out a tattoo. People say to like it. I like it even if theyre pretending not to, fuck them, theyre envious or something.
...God damn it all. My Tim isnt around anymore. I never hear from him. Twas his birthday Thursday...I wouldnt want to talk to my ex on my birthday, either? Whatever rubs your buddha, little man.
Theres some guy randomly talking to me on yahoo, its annoying. Some people dont get the idea you dont want to talk to them until you put them on ignore. Geez...One more to whore ignore.
.....He wont be on...Hes why I stayed online this long. No school tomorrow, home alone, might as well.
I think I'm going to vomit again. And my migraine is coming back and tears to my eyes. Means Im ready to go to sleep. So...sleepy time Becky.
'Payce Home'AY!'
P.s...I need a lighter and pack of Marlboro 100's all to myself right now. Its been so long. Cramps and cravings, at the same time. Im gonna keel over and die, now.