"Dead girl, there will never be another one that dreams like you..."

Oct 08, 2004 14:57

I'm sitting here talking to this girl about being broke. She says "i hate being poor! i am used to being able to eat out every night even if it is taco bell................ughhhhh i think i am going crazy. i havent had starbucks in 2 days!"

and i'm sitting here thinking that i can't even afford to buy Ramen.

i think the reason that i sit in front of this thing so long these days is because i don't have any energy to move. I sure as hell don't have any motivators. I have no money to go buy groceries, and the only one of the few people i care to see that's making plans keeps not fulfilling them. Not even bothering to cancel. If anything, that's only diminishing the little motivation that was there.

I don't know how i feel about having Trent here anymore. After last nite i'm a bit uncomfortable with the thought. I don't know if i can afford it without him, though.

I don't know why i bother sometimes.

"Life thrives cold beneath the dead sunlite
when death sleeps, he dreams of you...
she asked if it would hurt
i smiled and said no.
the lie ran down my chin like embryo
she smiles like a corpse
like zombies eatin dust in mexico..."
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