w-fucking-tf
What the fuck? It's 6am and I'm still up? Christ, I get back on this thing and I can't take my eyes off it. Bad! I just looked back at all of my posts, seeing how I've changed in the two plus years I've had LJ. I'm sure everyone's done that shit--it's just been a while since I've seen any of it. Made me remember things that are interesting to remember, put me in a strange mood, sometimes making me wish I still had the same connections to some of the people I spent most of my life with back then, now severed or strained. Maybe going back to blogging will be good in that respect, keep the connections going or something.
I'm starting to remember the end of year work that's ahead of me. All this journal reading and being at home is making it feel like summer a bit too early. That's bad.
That's it. I've had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane. Peace out.
I'm starting to remember the end of year work that's ahead of me. All this journal reading and being at home is making it feel like summer a bit too early. That's bad.
That's it. I've had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane. Peace out.