pulloffmywings

well.... apparently i'm NOT dissapearing from here yet.... cuz i forgot to hit the cancel button. fuck, oh well. my mom's gonna be a bitch to me, but screw that.

the hello kitty navel barbell is gone.

my hair is done. pics on the way...

strawberry soda and valium.... i'm at a new level of content.

i may be content, but my body feels like it's going to explode. i don't think anything is wrong with me emotionally, but i feel numb right now. numb, knowing i'm about to explode... is this real? hmm... i'm inspired to listen to The Wipers....

i'm babbling, incoherent to myself even. take another valium? smoke another bowl? go to bed? run away? they won't help....

i now think i'm overtired with my life.

why did i dye my hair? change.

why do i drift away from people? change.

change is all around me. us. it's here. is anyone else opening up the door?

i think my entire journal entry was one random thought branched apart... is it? does it matter? does anyone care?...

i'm slowly losing my mind.