unappealing intoxication of intriguing modern boredom.
(Sunday, July 31, 2005)
how the fuck can anyone stay home all day long? how the fuck did i stay home on sundays previously?
the iPod died. explosion in the sky songs were missing. the
but it all really starts after i caged myself indoor today, watching that confessions of a dangerous mind movie ended. after trying to keep my small tick of nervousness intact for about an hour by going online, cleaning up the bloody room, playing some mind blowing games but the walls starts inching every minute soon after.
nothing was going right, the room kept getting smaller by the clock and i felt sick and nauseous. i sat on the corner of the room, too fucked to do anything, too anxious and restless to move because of motion sickness. i crumbled in heat, suffocating in the space of my every own house, chewing my sanity away.
the whole travelling week is giving my claustrophobia an edge over my sanity.
edit aiyerrrr...then penny has to tell me what happens to the cum after gayboys hump each other.
i need to throw up /edit
1:22 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
