oo2. (snaaaake it's a snaaaake)
So, I was like in bed right, and I was like, "I'm gunna go to sleep!" and then all the sudden Donkey Kong was like, "fuck that shit you little ganglewhore!" and I was like, "you're the ganglewhore, ganglewhore!" and so long story short he raped my brain with his Donkey You-Know-What and now it's beating the insides of my head black and blue. It's ridiculous. And so I called some people and apparently, if I take any ibu profin on top of what I'm already taking, my whole body is gunna short circuit and I'll die. And okay, maybe they didn't say it exactly like that, maybe they kind of said, "Hey, Naruto you stupid fag, get off the phone, it's 3 AM, let me go back to sleep," but that's the way I heard it, and you do not just go and unhear things. It really doesn't happen.
I COULD JUMP OFF BUILDIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGS.
But I won't.
No, seriously, I'm not suicidal, just like. Otherworldly kinds of hyper. Like. Jittery. And I'm not even drinking coffee yet. In fact, I'm not even going to try drinking coffee, because if I do that shit I'll probably fuckin' explode. NARUTO PIECES FLYING EVERYWHERE.
private.
So I've only been taking what I'm prescribed, because I'm already feeling crazy enough thank you very much and everybody from the Children's Hospital is on me about my freakin' regiment. I mean it, every time I'm supposed to be popping a pill, somebody calls my house. They're assigned to do it through the first month and a half, and I guess in some ways I'm thankful, but gee, thanks for making me feel like I belong in an asylum. That's a good feeling.
Almost as good as staring up at the mountain of shit that is your life and being like, "That? That is a mountain of shit. And there is no one who is going to walk up it with me, because they are probably already drowning in it, which is probably my fault. Again." It's almost as good as that. Except that neither of those things are good at all. No, seriously, I was kidding.
I'm just... I'm worried, I guess. I mean, half the things that I did to my friends I don't even know why I did them. What am I even going to do, show up at their door with a basket of fruit and a note and ask for forgiveness? What am I even supposed to do? So I wasn't acting myself, fine, but that doesn't discount all the wrong I did people. Seriously. Hell, that probably just makes it worse, the hell I'm going to shrug any of the stuff I did off and just pretend it didn't happen or anything, but seriously. It would be easier if everyone were like Hinata. But, I mean, that's why I like Hinata. If I say sorry to her and genuinely mean it, she's always going to say something like, "okay, I'm Hinata, I'm adorable, I have a crush on you the size of Wakayama Prefecture that you completely missed forever because you're an oblivious freak, and I totally forgive you for everything." And that's gunna be it.
But like-
Neji? Sakura? Sasuke? God, no way, that is never going to happen. I could come up with the best apologies in the history of the world, and there is no way they would ever take me back that fast. I screwed with them all and they know it better than anything, and there is no way any of them are going to let me off that easily, and I mean, I totally understand, because hell, I wouldn't either.
But it sure doesn't make it any easier.
/private.
...y'know what, fuck it, I'm gunna make coffee. Gallons of coffee. GALLONS OF IT UNTIL I AM PEEING FROM ROOFTOPS.
I COULD JUMP OFF BUILDIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGS.
But I won't.
No, seriously, I'm not suicidal, just like. Otherworldly kinds of hyper. Like. Jittery. And I'm not even drinking coffee yet. In fact, I'm not even going to try drinking coffee, because if I do that shit I'll probably fuckin' explode. NARUTO PIECES FLYING EVERYWHERE.
private.
So I've only been taking what I'm prescribed, because I'm already feeling crazy enough thank you very much and everybody from the Children's Hospital is on me about my freakin' regiment. I mean it, every time I'm supposed to be popping a pill, somebody calls my house. They're assigned to do it through the first month and a half, and I guess in some ways I'm thankful, but gee, thanks for making me feel like I belong in an asylum. That's a good feeling.
Almost as good as staring up at the mountain of shit that is your life and being like, "That? That is a mountain of shit. And there is no one who is going to walk up it with me, because they are probably already drowning in it, which is probably my fault. Again." It's almost as good as that. Except that neither of those things are good at all. No, seriously, I was kidding.
I'm just... I'm worried, I guess. I mean, half the things that I did to my friends I don't even know why I did them. What am I even going to do, show up at their door with a basket of fruit and a note and ask for forgiveness? What am I even supposed to do? So I wasn't acting myself, fine, but that doesn't discount all the wrong I did people. Seriously. Hell, that probably just makes it worse, the hell I'm going to shrug any of the stuff I did off and just pretend it didn't happen or anything, but seriously. It would be easier if everyone were like Hinata. But, I mean, that's why I like Hinata. If I say sorry to her and genuinely mean it, she's always going to say something like, "okay, I'm Hinata, I'm adorable, I have a crush on you the size of Wakayama Prefecture that you completely missed forever because you're an oblivious freak, and I totally forgive you for everything." And that's gunna be it.
But like-
Neji? Sakura? Sasuke? God, no way, that is never going to happen. I could come up with the best apologies in the history of the world, and there is no way they would ever take me back that fast. I screwed with them all and they know it better than anything, and there is no way any of them are going to let me off that easily, and I mean, I totally understand, because hell, I wouldn't either.
But it sure doesn't make it any easier.
/private.
...y'know what, fuck it, I'm gunna make coffee. Gallons of coffee. GALLONS OF IT UNTIL I AM PEEING FROM ROOFTOPS.