hahaist011's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- summer 08 i was trying to comment on jerknerd's cry for help entry about needing to find a new way to be. then, i was all: what am i doing? i can't even figure out the words i am thinking of. i am sick of -feeling like i never get anything done. even when i work all fucking day i never get anything/enough finished and perfect. -how i behave whilst wasted -not being a person who digs a socially acceptable drug. (must look further into mountain smoke. it tastes like camphor!) -getting fatter and fatter and fatter and ok stop it. i don't know what's going to happen, right? and lots of times that's exciting. i mean, that's always exciting but then sometimes it's not "i don't know what...," but rather, "nothing is going to happen." ehhh. i just don't feel like doing my weird class work. - 12:29 p.m. - 2008-07-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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