fucking shitballs. i am SOOOO FUCKING TIRED. i can't sleep. it's 6 am here...and things are starting to dance around...inanimate objects i mean.
what the hell is wrong with me? why can't i sleep like real people? and who is that man standing in the corner wearing my suburbia shirt? where am i?
*sigh* it's too bad i don't take drugs or else i'd fucking down sleeping pills like nobody's business. all i have is soda. and we all know how much of an effect THAT would have.
I think i'm going to alter Lee Ving's song, "fuck christmas" into, "fuck VD." I love Fear.

what the hell is wrong with me? why can't i sleep like real people? and who is that man standing in the corner wearing my suburbia shirt? where am i?
*sigh* it's too bad i don't take drugs or else i'd fucking down sleeping pills like nobody's business. all i have is soda. and we all know how much of an effect THAT would have.
I think i'm going to alter Lee Ving's song, "fuck christmas" into, "fuck VD." I love Fear.
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Y'know, I totally fucking confused myself what that last paragraph. Just forget I ever said anything.