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sometimes i get really irked by myself.
i am soooo irkworthy.
so soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
aghhhhh.
i am irked. and the funny thing is that sentence started out as i get really irked by my life, and then my life somehow turned into myself, and now i'm laughing because i really AM that self-consumed.
ARGHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
you know what else is irking? when there are no books. when you go to the library, you request books, and they do not come. i give up. at the same time, it's not like i would have read them anyway.
i hate the rain. it's making me think of the things in my life i am unhappy about. so so so unhappy. or.
the rain makes me think of the things i have deemed fine. i am... fine. a plethora of fine and it sucks. fine sucks. i realize that fine is all that some people wish for and i should be grateful, but fine really sucks today. where's the WOOOHOOOOHOOOOWEEEEE so much more than fine person i used to be?
WHERE IS SHE?
you know what it is? fine=shell.
fine is what people are when they have agreed to be empty. and i should be more than empty... goodness, where IS goodness? and sometimes, being good is being sad. oh god i'm going to shut up.
here's a toast to falling
down.
*cli/unk*
*crash*
i am soooo irkworthy.
so soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
aghhhhh.
i am irked. and the funny thing is that sentence started out as i get really irked by my life, and then my life somehow turned into myself, and now i'm laughing because i really AM that self-consumed.
ARGHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
you know what else is irking? when there are no books. when you go to the library, you request books, and they do not come. i give up. at the same time, it's not like i would have read them anyway.
i hate the rain. it's making me think of the things in my life i am unhappy about. so so so unhappy. or.
the rain makes me think of the things i have deemed fine. i am... fine. a plethora of fine and it sucks. fine sucks. i realize that fine is all that some people wish for and i should be grateful, but fine really sucks today. where's the WOOOHOOOOHOOOOWEEEEE so much more than fine person i used to be?
WHERE IS SHE?
you know what it is? fine=shell.
fine is what people are when they have agreed to be empty. and i should be more than empty... goodness, where IS goodness? and sometimes, being good is being sad. oh god i'm going to shut up.
here's a toast to falling
down.
*cli/unk*
*crash*