Hey

Um, I love you guys.

all i remember is...i went into room 213.

i sat down...the accounting test was passed out...

and now im in my dorm...3 hours later...and all i can identify with is a rolling stone...

i need some happy pills

I hate my tv. I hate this computer. I hate this small concrete room. I hate the world outside of it. I hate the quiet desolation of my dreams. I fucking hate how I am never around. I feel better.

always looking around
i guess with a case of tunnel vision so severe
its got to be hard to see the big picture
ah well
i guess even faded water-lillies are nice to look at once in a while

i think ill go smoke one last cigarette. you know. before the execution.

Locked in and starting to choke...

It was late

I got a CD today of the Smashing Pumpkins

Siamese Dream live

They are killer takes, remixed, mastered.

Incredible.

different one
strange one
is it too time consuming to have both

blah blah what the fuck man

just remember the Qhour

MY FUCKING HAND IS KILLING ME AND THE PAIN IN MAKING MY HEAD THROB!!!!!!

AND I HAVE ACCOUNTING!!!!!!!!!!