Sunday, March 14, 2004

Any bidders? One "Good Life" cheap ...

I hate my life. I can't sleep. I can't stay awake. I'm bored. I have too much to do. I have too much info. I need more.
I don't know what is going on. I hate it when no one tells me shit.
I hate obscure messages, and hidden meanings.
I hate myself more than anything, because I am trying to not think about you. Damn me for being so gestalt. Why the hell do I base my feelings off of others? And how the hell do I stop doing it? I am sick of it. Sick of feeling like shit. Sick of feeling down. Why can't I stop thinking about you?

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