Nobody Something to Do Before I Die 649063 Curiosities served |
2002-08-27 9:12 AM I flirt with suicide; sometimes kills the pain Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Tired so the past few entries have been less than cheery.
i need someone to talk to very much but I don't really want to talk to someone who knows me and my friends fuck i don't have time for this shit a councellor might help but i don't have the time and money... well maybe I have the money... i definately don't have the time something about the office makes me so fucking tired like I'm tied to the rear bumper of a truck heading downhill, the parking brake off and no one at the wheel i want to learn about magic and aztec gods; i want to read more about navaho and learn to read russian. i want my own goddamned stage. but when i leave the office i'm too tired. then i'm back at work and all guilty and lost and angry Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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