Oh God YES!
The perfect ending to a perfect day, and i still haven't even taken the time to blink. It's like i need something out there, but there's nothing to turn to. There's always my old friend depression, he's a trooper, always waiting to jump back in the mix.
I work a lot, so maybe i can pull of work then sleep, then work, then sleep.
School can't start soon enough. Where's my social life? Oh, no, they're all online, my bad.
I'm still fucking smug. And i don't know why. Maybe it's the feeling of being better than everyone else. I never thought it could be that strong without making me a complete asshole.
I need to get fucked up.
Oh, fuck me.
Tomorrow should be twice as fantastic.
Post post- I totally just remembered Brett gave me my ice cream back. excellent.
I work a lot, so maybe i can pull of work then sleep, then work, then sleep.
School can't start soon enough. Where's my social life? Oh, no, they're all online, my bad.
I'm still fucking smug. And i don't know why. Maybe it's the feeling of being better than everyone else. I never thought it could be that strong without making me a complete asshole.
I need to get fucked up.
Oh, fuck me.
Tomorrow should be twice as fantastic.
Post post- I totally just remembered Brett gave me my ice cream back. excellent.