it's always 12:00
until this page opened i was sitting leaning back against my chair with my right hand on the mouse and my left hand sort of cradling the crotch of my pants confidently. i want to be out somewhere right now just so i can fell better than other people. my mom's out somewhere having sex with soem guy while her boyfriend's asleep in bed. i wish i was with her. i wish i was driving around the city and staging sexual affairs but...
...i've got over twelve hours until i can fulfill any such wishes. i'm listening to joy division and that just about makes me angry because like i don't feel like i should be listening to joy division right now but i should (my right arm aches makingme wants to jam a pencil straight through the veins and stuff in it so blood will shoot everywhere because there's some disease itching inside whatever red and blue) because i don't know i feel like i'm in a joy division mood against my will. the music and lyrics perfectly accompnay my mood and it's like i have no choice but to listen to ian curtis scream about whatever it is this time. my life feels like it's closing or opening or something. it's like someone hit reset and i'm either about to die quietly or only begin my conquest of the whole entire world. there's a light flashing before my eyes and i'm puzzled. is it life or death? is it that girl or that girl or that girl? it's suddenly you realise you've got a litter of girls to choose from and the one you want's always the one that's not there she's the action figure that you saw on the back of another action figure box and are looking for it but they don't have that one and when you finally get it it's a disappointment. i feel like my life can be saved by livejournal comments anymore. i'm about to fall in love
...i've got over twelve hours until i can fulfill any such wishes. i'm listening to joy division and that just about makes me angry because like i don't feel like i should be listening to joy division right now but i should (my right arm aches makingme wants to jam a pencil straight through the veins and stuff in it so blood will shoot everywhere because there's some disease itching inside whatever red and blue) because i don't know i feel like i'm in a joy division mood against my will. the music and lyrics perfectly accompnay my mood and it's like i have no choice but to listen to ian curtis scream about whatever it is this time. my life feels like it's closing or opening or something. it's like someone hit reset and i'm either about to die quietly or only begin my conquest of the whole entire world. there's a light flashing before my eyes and i'm puzzled. is it life or death? is it that girl or that girl or that girl? it's suddenly you realise you've got a litter of girls to choose from and the one you want's always the one that's not there she's the action figure that you saw on the back of another action figure box and are looking for it but they don't have that one and when you finally get it it's a disappointment. i feel like my life can be saved by livejournal comments anymore. i'm about to fall in love