Bored ( Read more... )

On another note, I should clean my room sometime soon. Perhaps today. And I should draw something before I explode. Though, all I've come up with so far are...that stupid fucking stick figure and the floating heads of many would-be-chibi-esque Fireclouds.

...damn you.

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YOU LAZYASS FUCKS!

**Mutters about how the guys sleep right through their fucking alarms. All fucking three of them. Two of which need to get up so Sabi can get a ride to school, rather than try and walk the half-hour in her zombie-esque state.**

Why are they fucking exceptions...?! Why do I have to wake up early, and they get ( Read more... )

The last post wasn't really intended to make sense. I was simply spilling out as much thought as I could, as fast as I could.

I know there are holes in those rambling thoughts. I'll patch them up someday.

The sky's rolling with slick, oil-grey clouds, streaked with a sickly green-yellow. S'beginning to rain, and the wind's moaning past my window ( Read more... )

**Shiver-shudder. Sigh ( Read more... )

I feel weak. And I'm twitching...

Throbbing. My head's been throbbing since a little before I made my last post. And it hasn't stopped, even through an hour or so of fitful sleep. It won't leave me alone ( Read more... )

Steph wanted a story. I wrote her one--stopped it--wrote her another. They both sucked, though.

She wants me to write more. Don't understand why...

And, like a comment on the weather, I wanted to die this morning.

Oh well.

I'm sorry for everything.

But I'll hang on.

Screw what's over the stars...for now... I'll dream of what's under them... ( Read more... )

Holding you to what you said, Dog. Y'promised a note to explain, and I really would appreciate one. o.-