Two hours writing a god awful paper lionizing the romans seriously kill kill cillian murphy me. my life is called being unfortunate, i woke up today and my boss was all like so tom i told you that you had to work and there was no way for you to get out of it but im giving you the day off, yay, not really yay, then i got to shoot my ass down to a ( Read more... )

I love games, they distract me from the menial drugde of my day. right now my game is dress up fancy and go to the masonic hall and hope nobody notices the fact that i am utterly wasted, they prob wont, for some reason i can walk around as fucked as i please but put me in a suit and gosh darn it if i aint a respectable member of socicety ( Read more... )

I hear mariachi static on my radio ( Read more... )

Lying in the basement of an old home ( Read more... )

HATE HATE HATE HATE ( Read more... )

I feel beat, maybe i shouldnt be so hard on myself ( Read more... )

Crisis core ( Read more... )

This is me slowly but surely falling from grace ( Read more... )

There is a curse upon my every waking breath ( Read more... )

So a letter saying tom is coughing up blood and almost died from this last year is not a good enough excuse for me being absent from school. Fucking trash that was this is. Thats all it is money and greed, yet all the vile refuse spat upon the shore is given plenty of leeway, youd think they were fucking brigs and sloops ( Read more... )