Fuck Vanity.. Don't look at ME
I'm soo upset, pissed, sad, gloomy, restless, fatigued and frustrated right now. Not to mention I haven't slept more then a couple hours each night for two weeks, insomnia is taking it's toll, running its course... I cried on the train yesterday while on my way to Queens, I cried while watching a PBS special on "men and how they deal with getting older", I cried cause not one of the pictures on my roll of film was him... How is that possible I must have took about 10 pictures of us and nothing. This saturday was supposed to be my DAY to WIN the LOTTO.. But I forgot to play. weepwuahhh. I am pathetically disabled by my human condition, someone please make me out of Iron. Then I wouldn't feel.. Cause feeling FUCKING KILLS.Everything. No motive. no aim.