i am being fucking stupid-I am letting fear dominate my life--I am letting fear rule me--FUCKING IT STOPS RIGHT NOW> RIGHT NOW>RIGHT NOW> no more fear ever. and food--ick. I need to lose more weight--\
I am so tired. I have been through so much. I feel like sleeping for fucking days. I have to not act like a retard. Someone really awesome told me to stop getting drunk and acting like a retard-
and he was right.
Rooster is a good song---to slit your wrists to! some shmuck told me the world was going to end--and i tell him fuck you old man. you dont know jack diddly brother. the world will keep on turning-
i feel straaaaaaange. So tired. and weatherbeaten.
I will go to work even though I should fuck that whole gig and go get tattoos. I need to just stand and do something for six or seven hours as opposed to doing something else that requires far more energy and mental capability that I have right now. For real.
I need to get a dog. A big rotweiler and Ill name her Desdemona. --no tinkerbell crackass shit. fucking paris hilton should disappear from the planet forever. I want to kill about ten or twelve people. Im going to go do that later--or maybe on wed.
or maybe tomorrow? I want to surprise them. And then at the same time I want to just let it gooooooo---I cant let it drag me on down. I am insanely sleepy. I need a nap. I need coffee. I hate my job. My boss always bumps into me and screamed at me the other day. i was like, um no. fuck off. this shit aint cool but it is cool. I am going to see my husband later. Or at least in a few days. He knows best. I almost know best. Bam.
I am so tired. I have been through so much. I feel like sleeping for fucking days. I have to not act like a retard. Someone really awesome told me to stop getting drunk and acting like a retard-
and he was right.
Rooster is a good song---to slit your wrists to! some shmuck told me the world was going to end--and i tell him fuck you old man. you dont know jack diddly brother. the world will keep on turning-
i feel straaaaaaange. So tired. and weatherbeaten.
I will go to work even though I should fuck that whole gig and go get tattoos. I need to just stand and do something for six or seven hours as opposed to doing something else that requires far more energy and mental capability that I have right now. For real.
I need to get a dog. A big rotweiler and Ill name her Desdemona. --no tinkerbell crackass shit. fucking paris hilton should disappear from the planet forever. I want to kill about ten or twelve people. Im going to go do that later--or maybe on wed.
or maybe tomorrow? I want to surprise them. And then at the same time I want to just let it gooooooo---I cant let it drag me on down. I am insanely sleepy. I need a nap. I need coffee. I hate my job. My boss always bumps into me and screamed at me the other day. i was like, um no. fuck off. this shit aint cool but it is cool. I am going to see my husband later. Or at least in a few days. He knows best. I almost know best. Bam.