My life is at a fucking standstill, in the middle of a huge pile of shit. And I can't lift up my feet to move forward.

I have a lot to say. But
no reason to say it. And no
words to use.

Ugh.
I want him soooo bad.

I hate everything.

I am under the firm beliefe that;
Anything that's not bolted down is mine,
and anything I can pry loose isn't bolted down.

Halloween sucked.

I don't want to be sober anymore.

I want a best friend. I wana a friend. I have none.

I'm tired of guessing and analyzing. I'm just not going to do shit about it anymore. Done with him.

I need a new job. Any ideas? No secretariol work, please.

I want to be fun. I don't have fun, or am fun anymore.

I wish I was a zombie.
A psychobilly zombie.
HELLooo!

Afrikaners are cool.

He invited me to dinner.

?????

Nothing works out. Ever.
Like,
I go out to do something, and nothing ever gets done.

I can't stop thinking about you.