Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	1-800-SUICIDE//zeromancer

its raining bombs outside my window
i'm such a fucking hypocrite.

more so contradictary. i always have these wicked thoughts that i just marvel myself over like "how the fuck did i think like that" kind of a thing, but then i think of something compleately opposite, contradicting the previous thought, but then i totally agree with the latter as well.

what??? and i've been so fucking bad about carrying my shit around, and writing this stuff down.

don't you hate that? you think of something sooo good, but can't write it down, and youre like "oh i won't forget this it's too good"

then you forget.

and it just sucks because alot of the time those meanless random zoneing-out mid day thoughts always rock your world later, if you remember them.

i want nothing more than to sleep right now, but i have sooo much shit that i have to do. fucking a. i chugged a coffee earlier, and was totally wired, but i of course, had to sit here on my ass in front of my laptop, wasting the fuck away, instead of doing the shit i had to, when i had the fucking energy.

How You Life Your Life

You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly. Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.

i waste my time doing this shit. am i really so pathetic i need a fucking internet quiz to tell me how i live my fucking life?

it's insanity. sheer madness. and its quite chilly in my room. but i did burn my toe on my radiator the other day. ouch.

i need a shower. well, i have a shower, but i need to take one. i also need to go to middletown music tomorrow.

FUCK i just remembered. i have marching band practice tomorrow. SHIT.

5:15-9:05 holy shit! this is not what i fucking need right now. and i have to go to this practice, because otherwise i can't play in the fucking homecoming game. MOTHERFUCKER. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh/

whatever. lately, i've just been wanting to scream. like theres this energy inside of me that literally just wants to scream. i can feel it pounding and no its not my heart.

its like i need to rip out my eyes in a non violent way. just shread through this shit, since i don't know what to say. hey maybe i can put that in a poem.

but probably not, since im a lazy motherfucker who hasn't written a poem in over two weeks probably. i have so fucking much to do.

take a yawn, and strech your arms, since i'm boring you so much. fuck im falling asleep.

someone call me, i c an't help it

wake me up.