Fuck no smoking cos my throat can't take it. I deserve a break.
Did I mention I do a pretty good Avril impersonation? Honest! Just as whiny and angst-fueled.
I heard the Pieces don't fit in song on Rach's blog, dope shit.
Guess what, I'm goddamn miserable and I only have my dog for comfort.
And the doctor today remembered me from my anti depressants days and he talked to me about youth being gone in a flash and him being 2/3s of his life closer to his grave. I just noticed his hair was tied up in a little ponytail.
Okay the fag made me feel worst than ever. I guess that's what being sick with no food and medicine in your stomach does to you.
Fuck it.
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