I haven't used a journal in a long time. And I don't think I am going to make a habit of it. I thought if maybe I sat down, and started writing, that the words would just come to me. Damn if that wasn't a wrong-turn in the thinking department.
It isn't any easier to talk about bullshit on here, than it is in real life... But I need to write something. Its 5:19 am, and I still haven't slept. I haven't been able to sleep.. able to eat.. Its fucking lame when booze won't even put me down for some necessary zzz's.
My mind will not slow down! It just keeps bouncing off walls at 100+mphs. I keep thinking about what ifs, and what nows... And the only thing I can come up with, is "what the fuck is the point??" Stay or go, honesty or easy lies? Is it worth it? Is anything? FUCK!
I just want to be happy...
COMMENTS
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divinemisskat
00:30 Jul 14 2008
I know the feeling all too well my friend!
demonlovesyou
19:05 Oct 19 2008
Nice write up...
one time i used to write kronicles too
but before that i used to stuck like this...
its beautiful begining...