This song sums up my life perfectly:
A place of rest I've tried to find
Aching in my heart, chaos in my mind
This place is poison to my soul
Can't take much more, I'm losing control
Faded perfume in a room
Once a sanctuary, now simply a tomb
And it is in this tomb I lie
Dried flowers pressed in pages of faded romance...
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A place of rest I've tried to find
Aching in my heart, chaos in my mind
This place is poison to my soul
Can't take much more, I'm losing control
Faded perfume in a room
Once a sanctuary, now simply a tomb
And it is in this tomb I lie
Dried flowers pressed in pages of faded romance...
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Fuckin being poor + holidays = too much drinking.
Ugh why the hell do I have to be to work at 7 am!?!?!?
So I sit in my room everynight from about 9pm to like 2am and play with this laptop and cruise the net and do whatever.
Is this what my life has become?
Work and then do this? Fuckin depressing.......
Is this what my life has become?
Work and then do this? Fuckin depressing.......
valgal:
Dude you just described my life...except sitting here rotting my brain staring at this fuckin thing isnt enough for me..nooo i have to eat chocolate and make my ass fat too.....P.S we have the same birthday
My profile says I have no friends....bummer.