| Current mood: | dazed |
| Current music: | AFI |
I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying.
For some reason, it's just like I don't have the energy or desire to write in this anymore. I have nothing to say anymore, because I hardly think anymore. I am just so caught up in books and in my own little world. I sleep the majority of the day and read whenever I'm not sleeping. It's sort of like an escape for myself. The one thing that I did actually think about today was how life will probably never get any better. I mean, you think that finding that special "someone" is going to cure all of your woes and such, but then you'll probably end up in a big divorce with two shitfaced kids on your hands who you just don't feel like dealing with anymore. Life sucks, nah mean?
I got my ear pierced for my birthday. The guy who did it was so hot and I was just dazed. It is two holes parallel to each other on each side of my ear, and a barbell goes through them. It's hot, dawg. Check out that shit.
I might take a break from blurty, I'm still debating.
I conclude.
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