The sun's shining, the birds are coming back, the grass is turning a disgusting color of puke-green - and here I am sitting in my FUCKING basement, crying. Why, do you ask? (fuck you if you don't ask, here's the answer) Because of a total of about 8 puffs of a cigarette. 8 isn't even a whole one. I'm not dying, I'm not coughing up a lung when I do ( Read more... )

I don't wanna hear about it... why can't he stop? I love him so much and I don't want to hear about his girlfriend, is that so hard to understand ( Read more... )

Holy fuck, it's certainly been awhile since I last wrote. Suppose I should do this more often... not like I have anything better to do ( Read more... )

It's cold out, though I haven't set a foot out in days. I guess I should go get some fresh air, but there's nothing interesting out there. Nothing that fun in here, either. Oh well. It's funny, people never do what they should be doing. Hmmm. Neither am I. After all, here I am in my chair, sitting on my fat ass in front of a fucking computer screen ( Read more... )

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8:30... TOO FUCKING EARLY! My morning ain't off to a great start, i can tell ya that much! :P ( Read more... )