It's days like this that make me want to kill myself or, better yet, everyone else. 5-page research paper on human intelligence due in an hour. i have less than a page.
and yet you still take the time to update your journal, something which you normally do once a year or so.
oh, happy birthday! my life is an endless hell without you. well, not really, but it's nice to say so. come back, thomas! my computer finally broke. i have to buy a new one. i didn't know you'd get internet access up there! i have no one to talk to with you gone. can you tell? i take the bus to b&n in the morning and home at night. every day. and then when i get home, i sleep. if you don't come home soon, you're never going to see me again, because i'll have hung myself out of boredom.
i had to buy slash at bn, because my computer's broken. ten fucking dollars. is it sad that this is the most i've spoken to anyone since you left? yeah, i thought so. fuck you.
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oh, happy birthday! my life is an endless hell without you. well, not really, but it's nice to say so. come back, thomas! my computer finally broke. i have to buy a new one. i didn't know you'd get internet access up there! i have no one to talk to with you gone. can you tell? i take the bus to b&n in the morning and home at night. every day. and then when i get home, i sleep. if you don't come home soon, you're never going to see me again, because i'll have hung myself out of boredom.
i had to buy slash at bn, because my computer's broken. ten fucking dollars. is it sad that this is the most i've spoken to anyone since you left? yeah, i thought so. fuck you.
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I refuse to wish you a happy birthday. I did when you called, and that's enough for me.
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