im a selfish cow and sometimes i say stupid things
that is, when i am not saying reallly really stupid things.
i hate my haircut.
i died it with box die but it lied! so now i also hate my hair color too. i deserve it.
yesterday i had such an incredible night.
i learned that if one is to quote nitzche one must know the exact quote. i also inanvertedly watched a lot of jackass. which restored my hatred in people.
then i realised how many dumb things i say, and how many people i hurt.
and how nice it is just to get a hug.
i have two large priorities.
1) move
or
2) get a car.
both would mean freedom that i lack
i currently am camping in my parents living room behind their couch on a mattress on the floor, i have a bed, but whats the point of putting it toghether?
i have forgoten the meaning of privacy
and i hate it here.
i hate this city soo much
i hate that my job doesnt pay me more.
i need to leave.
come with me
we will build a little boat and row until we tire, and whilst standing on the ocean we'll fly a kite and catch a star and stay in bed until we die.
i need to make my own coffin.
ive been looking and all the ones available are overpriced and generic. im going to make a disco ball coffin.
if i dont finish it in time, atleast make sure im covered in daisies. i wish they would burry me naked. but they wont.
too much work means not enough food. i found myself asking : "is this the smallest size you have? they feel really big"
and i stopped. was that me?
little butterball me cant fit in store jeans.
that all will change in a few weeks
i am currently living on caramel popcorn.
because afterall storebought things make me happy.
the noise of the mall numbs me.
come over and cut my hair.
that is, when i am not saying reallly really stupid things.
i hate my haircut.
i died it with box die but it lied! so now i also hate my hair color too. i deserve it.
yesterday i had such an incredible night.
i learned that if one is to quote nitzche one must know the exact quote. i also inanvertedly watched a lot of jackass. which restored my hatred in people.
then i realised how many dumb things i say, and how many people i hurt.
and how nice it is just to get a hug.
i have two large priorities.
1) move
or
2) get a car.
both would mean freedom that i lack
i currently am camping in my parents living room behind their couch on a mattress on the floor, i have a bed, but whats the point of putting it toghether?
i have forgoten the meaning of privacy
and i hate it here.
i hate this city soo much
i hate that my job doesnt pay me more.
i need to leave.
come with me
we will build a little boat and row until we tire, and whilst standing on the ocean we'll fly a kite and catch a star and stay in bed until we die.
i need to make my own coffin.
ive been looking and all the ones available are overpriced and generic. im going to make a disco ball coffin.
if i dont finish it in time, atleast make sure im covered in daisies. i wish they would burry me naked. but they wont.
too much work means not enough food. i found myself asking : "is this the smallest size you have? they feel really big"
and i stopped. was that me?
little butterball me cant fit in store jeans.
that all will change in a few weeks
i am currently living on caramel popcorn.
because afterall storebought things make me happy.
the noise of the mall numbs me.
come over and cut my hair.
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If you sail without me please keep in touch.
[Edited on Oct 27, 2004 9:47PM]
[Edited on Oct 27, 2004 9:48PM]