she grew moderately from the underside toward...
so, i don't really feel like i am in a writey mood.
again, i am pissed off at myself for staying up so late.
what the hell do you expect, tara?! you have some serious issues that need to be focused on...or off.
you should take the rest of the lorazepam you have stashed in your apartment. if only you knew where they were...
too bad they make you dizzy. oh well. some other time, i guess. for fun. why not?
keep telling yourself that you can make it through your shift at starbucks tomorrow. eight hours being somewhere you hate really does feel like an eternity. why can't good things feel like an eternity? wtf. your existence strikes you as odd. everything that exists is very eccentric, to you.
again, i am pissed off at myself for staying up so late.
what the hell do you expect, tara?! you have some serious issues that need to be focused on...or off.
you should take the rest of the lorazepam you have stashed in your apartment. if only you knew where they were...
too bad they make you dizzy. oh well. some other time, i guess. for fun. why not?
keep telling yourself that you can make it through your shift at starbucks tomorrow. eight hours being somewhere you hate really does feel like an eternity. why can't good things feel like an eternity? wtf. your existence strikes you as odd. everything that exists is very eccentric, to you.