If feeling contented with familiarity is how love's supposed to be,
I don't wanna ever be in love. ever.
not without the rush.

the executive syndrome strikes! attention on the computer screen phailing as i run off to do many 'other things' instead of my assignment. sian

it's been a couple of intense lack-of-sleep nights so i was caught nodding off during class today.

the teacher woke me up from my slumber saying, "STEPH! STEPH!!! If you want to sleep in class, you should go to the library."

i still do not get the point -___-

I hate writing when i'm not talking about my depression

It just makes it easier.

not gonna follow the fallen amicable rockstar's path by having it at my funeral.

just because noone knows what a conniving shrewd little fucker you are doesn't mean that I'm oblivious to everything you do and what you're capable of. oh, i definitely know who you are. your ploy has loose ends twisted all over. an eye for an eye.
watch out, bitch. you're going down. indefinitely.

I can vehemently proclaim that I'm so addicted to my dirty lil habit that i'm taking each consecutive passing day as a last in my foiled attempt to quit ( Read more... )

zero redemption points

:D :D :D :D :D :D :D

AIYAH ALL THIS SHALL PASS LA. TEMPORARY DISHORMONY ONLY.