And now I'm ready...

I love you, Pjoco.

I'm fucked ( Read more... )

I miss the way it felt when I meant something.

I miss when everybody used to tell me how much of a kind hearted, good person I was.

I miss the feeling I used to feel.

I don't have any feelings... again.

I am an elephant.

But, I can't feel anymore.

A trivial note in an esoteric melody.

Nobody hears it.

Jesus Christ ( Read more... )

Wow.

It's fucking cold up here.

Work is almost as easy as it was back home.

I've already gotten compliments from customers and co-workers.(They laugh a lot.)

My "townhome" is quite chill.

I'm just sitting in my front room watching "Cops."

It's so lame.

It's going to be lonely sleeping alone with nothing

but me and a BIG ASS can of Dr. ( Read more... )

Your eyes watching me like a camera ( Read more... )

Only 9 days left ( Read more... )

Nothing to report.

Fucking feed me I'm starving.

Make my internet work at home!

Write my rough draft for me because I didn'te get to.

Do everything for me.

Just kidding.

But, you still have to feed me.

Shut up you're talking to loud for me to not listen.
This operation's gotten old, the face I stole, the gun of
Lost shot through your soul, and all that's left is empty holes.

Wow ( Read more... )