it's friday, i'm home, hopped up on ambien AND ativan and aboot ready to put my lonely ass to bed.
i decided todsy that i have hit a rut in life: i'm going nowhere.
or more accurately, it's all like a game of mario kart when it comes to me: My driver: middle weight, not slow, not heavy, rather efficiemt///
cacrually any info i was gonna go into means shi9t!! Point:
those who began the race after me, are fucking lapping me!
as it stands. i'm in a dead-end job amd i need help!!
jesus!! is this incoherent 0f is it just me?
fuck the world, bitches better let me sleep
count-up: day number 129.5 of my friends not missing me insofar as to inquire as to my state of being
(expl. on this: it's me wanted around vs. me wanting to be aroung)
that's my bitch fit, don't like, find interesting, ect ect, well than bugger off you damn wanks!!
i decided todsy that i have hit a rut in life: i'm going nowhere.
or more accurately, it's all like a game of mario kart when it comes to me: My driver: middle weight, not slow, not heavy, rather efficiemt///
cacrually any info i was gonna go into means shi9t!! Point:
those who began the race after me, are fucking lapping me!
as it stands. i'm in a dead-end job amd i need help!!
jesus!! is this incoherent 0f is it just me?
fuck the world, bitches better let me sleep
count-up: day number 129.5 of my friends not missing me insofar as to inquire as to my state of being
(expl. on this: it's me wanted around vs. me wanting to be aroung)
that's my bitch fit, don't like, find interesting, ect ect, well than bugger off you damn wanks!!
supergp:
I totally would, except it's hard to poop on a moving target.