12:22am. i'm home. the air outside is foggy but the stars still show through...
12:24am. i'm upstairs and my cigarette is lit and lazily hanging from my semi moist bottom lip. i flick the light on.
12:27am. i'm sitting in front of the computer. waiting for the net to connect, i scan through some old MP3's trying to ignore the fact that i am falling into a depression.
1:02am. i'm still infront of the computer... i should be doing something productive, but productivity is for the birds. i look outside the window to see the oddly shaped moon, but instead i am distracted by a gun shot from down the street. the third one of the evening.
2:30am. i am IMing someone. she is amusing and caring... i then realize, it's not her, but it's the words she chooses to type. god bless the internet and it's capability to obscure and replace humanity. god bless it indeed.
3:00am. i've now smoked about half a pack of camel turkish jades. i am trying to write lyrics to a song but all i can think about is how much i resent walgreens.
3:02am. i'm hungry and realize that i haven't eaten anything all day. self deprecation is comforting... so much so that it's blinding.
4:00am. i try to humor myself by pretending i can sleep. i end up just laying there listening to Sade and The Smiths wondering why it's so hard to adjust.
5:12am. i drink a flask of stolen E&J and fall asleep.
that is all.
12:24am. i'm upstairs and my cigarette is lit and lazily hanging from my semi moist bottom lip. i flick the light on.
12:27am. i'm sitting in front of the computer. waiting for the net to connect, i scan through some old MP3's trying to ignore the fact that i am falling into a depression.
1:02am. i'm still infront of the computer... i should be doing something productive, but productivity is for the birds. i look outside the window to see the oddly shaped moon, but instead i am distracted by a gun shot from down the street. the third one of the evening.
2:30am. i am IMing someone. she is amusing and caring... i then realize, it's not her, but it's the words she chooses to type. god bless the internet and it's capability to obscure and replace humanity. god bless it indeed.
3:00am. i've now smoked about half a pack of camel turkish jades. i am trying to write lyrics to a song but all i can think about is how much i resent walgreens.
3:02am. i'm hungry and realize that i haven't eaten anything all day. self deprecation is comforting... so much so that it's blinding.
4:00am. i try to humor myself by pretending i can sleep. i end up just laying there listening to Sade and The Smiths wondering why it's so hard to adjust.
5:12am. i drink a flask of stolen E&J and fall asleep.
that is all.
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"last night i dreamt that somebody loved me, holy shit that song is sad."
it's funny cuz it's true, though. computers are weird, synthetic warm fuzzy blankets.