(Sunday, January 02, 2005)
that's the very sound i don't want to fucking hear now.
i haven't been sleeping properly. for maybe a week now. i feel a plague shouting 'victory!' out loud as it disarms my body resistance system minutely. i'm falling sick. mentally, not physically. migrain dominates most of my brain activities and when my head slightly touches the ever-so-comfortable pillow, the fucking phone rings. it fucking rings and rings. ok, i exeggerated by an accountable percentage, but it rings every half an hour when i want to sleep. as the muscle slowly loosen and the mind slowly reduces it's activities, the goddamned phone rings like it's never rang before. gotdangmuthafugginhonecrappysonwabitc
3:10 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic