its been a rough day. ive been in isolation since my sleep pattern has been thrown off. i cant put myself to bed, im colicky and restless and wanting to spread myself too thin. i talk on the phone too much.  i change my clothes too much. constantly check my email. my hair is really really dirty too ( Read more... )

one step closer to being a student. 
my nerves are workin a number on me.

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Drag him out your window Dragging out the dead ( Read more... )

sun slanted eyes for bowed warriors ( Read more... )

if i find you fucker i am going to take you to an anthill and nail you to the ground, then pour honey on your dick until the ants gnaw it off. 
lowlife crumb.

i'm pissed.

life is leaning toward disarray more and more. sitting in the house under a brutal rain and waiting for the sky to open seems like a metaphor of my current state. no time to feel, or launder... if i could plan my escape it would be from this moment. 
not eternally, moreso momentarily so that i should feel something as i have been lacking the ( Read more... )

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so quitting smoking gives you zits. its terrible. i never even had this many zits in high school.. apparently they are called "quit zits" but as far as im concerned you cant make something atrocious sound clever and act like its cool. thank god for bangs and concealer. maybe the toxins are just flowing out of my face? i am erupting toxins and it is ( Read more... )

get out of my body, you are forsaken and vile. all i want to do is go out and have a little bit of fun you filthy fucking joykill!