I'm a fucking chemical imbalance.

I'm SICK of being broke.
I can't get a job until I get a car, and I can't get a car until my mom gets a job.
And my mom dosn't seem to anxious to work.
I love living on food stamps and nothing eles.

fuckinghell.
F|U|C|K|I|N|G|H|E|L|L.

my life is queer.
i need a new one.
k.
at least i have math to keep me company.

the massive loss of blood makes that part of your body swell.
food for thought.

good news:
popping pills creates insight and knowledge i never knew i had.

Come on, baby, light my fire,
Come on, baby, light my fire,
Try to set the night on fire.

my living arrangement is probably the only thing i could do without.
and maybe science finals.
i need more hours; and more money.
and i stll can't figure out how to get to pallet town from saffron city.
it's all so baffling.

i have nothing to update.
but my kidney hurts.
and i'm losing blood, because knives at work seem to fly out of no where and cut my hand.
that's cool.

|||Mmmm what d'ya say,
that you only meant well?
well of course you did,
Mmmm what d'ya say,
that's all for the best?
of course it is.|||

iLOVEsnow.
and being able to see danielle on the days i don't work, haha.
it's better than before.
ilovemyboyfriend.
Life isn't baddd.

HHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.
....................
HAHHAHAHAHA.

I'm a fag.