abyssia

ok. i'm going to write a little about the frustration i have about not being able to write. usually i do a little vertical short-hand and i'm good to go. lately, no dice. lots of shit going on in my life - some very tragic, some joyful beyond belief and yet can i write? NO! it is like being fucking constipated for two months or however long it's been. my mind won't let go of all this shit. i come, i start, and nothing. i know... try this, try that... i try it every fucking way possible and some ways i didn't think were possible and still - nada. adan. nada. again. so i'm a fucking constipated fuck with too much shit stuck in my head and nowhere to put it. it won't last forever, but that's the way of it now and i'm really fucking cranky about it. fucking ass.... i've moved from fucking cranky to fucking lethargic. maybe i'm just fucking tired right now. yes, that i know for certain - i'm fucking sick and tired of this fucking shit in my fucking head!