Mar 21, 2005 22:09
so i've been super introspective and meloncholy these last few days. if my bunny hadn't chewed through my speaker wire the other day, and i wasn't out of weed, i'd probably be hanging out by myself listening to "don't dream it's over," and "love will tear us apart" on my turntable like i did when i felt his way at age 16. i don't even know what's wrong, exactly. maybe it's just my period. maybe it's the scary, awful day i had on friday when i thought shit had gone pear-shaped. yeah, i guess it was friday.
p.s. why does night-time tea always taste like toothpaste? why can't it taste like irish breakfast or at least earl grey?
p.p.s. dear god, please let me be able to go to greece this summer. i need a fucking break.