dropdeadred

I can feel my heartbeat.
Pound, pound, pounding in my head.
Pumping insanity into my veins.
This is your three day headache taking over.
I got a job, my new boss just called a couple of minutes ago. He wants me to start tomorrow. This should make me happy but it doesn't. I hate Philly.
I can't figure out this financial aid system. Its ridiculous.
The only thing keeping me going is the painting I'm working on. That and the reassuring voice of Leon telling me that I'm not alone.
My birthday is on Thursday, I'll be 21!