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Originally Posted by happy_doughnut
Ah, 1.53 AM
It's Saturday night, or Sunday morning - take your pick... and I'm sitting here, doing nothing.
I was talking to a good friend from my HS scene a while ago, and I shared some good laughs with her. I was also talking to gamer not too long ago... just simple how are ya chit chat.
I'm listening to a song titled Dying Slowly by the Tindersticks. For some reason, I almost always find myself listening to this song when I'm sad.
So many worthless memories. So much to do. So much to think. So little to feel. Dreams of hopes that will never come. White dreams conceal the black and red nightmares. The youth quickly is whisking by...
Each day, I feel further and further away from my dreams. I think it's time to let go.
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cheer up mena..life has you in a headlock, just bite it back in the ass.,,or actually that's sorta gross..bite it in the arm instead!
yes..with your sharp little gremlin teeth
5am day 4 of this
flu.
When I catch the flu, I try to think where or better yet who was responsible for this crime. I usually trace it to the source pretty fast too, so that i can burn that place down. This time though it's not the same because it was my own fault..very frustrating!
I have a strong immune system too, but this cold is owning me. That's why i'm trying to quarantine myself from the rest of the household, because i know that if I'm feeling this bad; and if they happen to catch this flu..then this place will look like hell with a bunch of ugly ass zombies walking around.
so that's my good deed for the whole year already.