January 2010
what am i doing
what am i doing
what am i doing
what am i doing
what am i doing
what am i doing
what am i doing
what am i doing
What. Am I. DOING?
I fucking hate my english teacher. Bloody moron.
“EXASPERATION.
AN ALL CONSUMING EMOTION.”
“I’M NEVER GIVING UP, WE’RE TOO VALUABLE.”
– Sister
AHAH, holy cripes.
I just came home from being at the hospital for about 18 hours. Aha. Due to some serious convulsion and an irregular pulse. …And some vomiting. BUT THAT’S BESIDES THE POINT, let’s just say it was traumatic. The doctors said that I’m not really sick from anything, that I’m not having an allergic reaction to anything but. Idk, it’s been like this two days in a row...
“REST. I DON’T DEMAND SLEEP. I’M TWISTING ON NEEDLES.”
Ah, thank god. Getting my new guitar on Tuesday,...
Relief.
“QUELLE PART DE TOUT LE MAL
QUE JE PEUX GÉRER?”
I really have nothing to say to what you did
Ignorant CHILD
WOAH, hi new followers. I like you very much....
shit, my fingers are bleeding.
“I WOULD LIKE TO SEE
A LITTLE MORE PROPRIETY”
– Chris Garneau
“WITH INSOMNIA, NOTHING IS REAL.
EVERYTHING IS FAR AWAY, EVERYTHING IS A COPY.”
Your heart is loud.
Fifty men were up to bat
Climbed the palest mountain without any hats
Did they know where you came from?
Moulding my hands around your wrists
Begging you to sway me with unclenched fists
Do you know what I’m made off?
“NOW I’M DYING IN THIS LIVING ROOM
MY STOMACH TURNS TO SAND
YEAH, WHY...”
– Wild Sweet Orange
It literally
takes me like 5 minutes to do my French homework, but it takes me an hour to get my arse up from a blasted chair and fetch sommink to eat. Lolwut. Talk about having no motivation for doing certain things.
