Jul 20, 2005 18:23
absolutely nothing
absolutely fucking nothing
fucking absolutely fucking nothing
oh. and fuck. I bought the Muse CD today. Best 12 dollars I've ever spent. Seriously.
I can't remember the last time I've written twice in one day. The outdoors called, so I put the internet on hold for about a month.
The little black cloud is still there. My brain is soggy, its pouring inside. I can't understand what I'm feeling. I think I've identified it as "reality". Or maybe hurt. I hate to say I told you so, but the sad part is I told myself. I never listen to what I have to say, it only complicates things.
I can only hide behind the drink for so long. It's starting to fall apart. I feel it in my bones, and my abdomen. Maybe I should get into firefighting. More.
I could use the truth. I could use something healthier than my bad habits. I could use a sledgehammer on my face, but I won't. I could use some strength, but thats tiring. It's been supressed, drowned, suffocated, and powdered. I forgot where I left that box.