I don’t like my tumblr anymore. Haha, too many released emotions.
…You must die I alone am best! I hope ya flip some guy the bird, He cuts you off and you’re forced to swerve, In front of the Beatles’ tour bus, A Bookmobile and a Mack truck, Hauling hazardous biological waste, The light turns red you have no brakes, And “Hard Copy” gets it all on tape, So you can see the look on your face, …Die Die Die Die Die Die...
I think I think too much.
I think I’m going to start writing songs. I can’t sing or play guitar or anything, but hey! I’ll have fun. :)
I’m in better moods today
I’m too afraid to ask for help.
I must look like a failure. I have no friends. Seriously, why are people reporting to Chuo what I do on these rare weekends. Shit. I work my ass off, I hate my life and I hate everyone who surrounds me. I can’t even get drunk to escape this shit hold anymore without being told on. Fuck everyone, I trust no one.
I’ve been doing billing for the past 4 and a half hours. My keyboard fingers hurt :(
This morning I weighed 138.5lbs. :) I’m getting smaller! About two or three months ago I was 146 O_O