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Damn, it's 2:05 AM and I have a Psychology midterm tomorrow at 9 AM that I have yet to start studying for... yikes!! Talk about procrastination. The good thing is that the test covers "impulse control" disorders, which I already know plenty about, considering how many fucking impulse problems I have... fuck, I'm addicted to addictions. Call me kRaZy I guess. But who isn't fucked up?? It's damn hard living in this lonely, unforgiving world sometimes. Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of days when I'm absolutely loving life, but other days... well, let's just say that I'm so damn grateful for anti-depressants (yea Lexapro!). And razors. Did I mention that I'm also addicted to pain? heh.

Anyways, I am feeling a lot happier than usual lately. Top 5 things that I'm happy about:

1. My boy, who looks so fucking HOTT in his glasses and whom I can't keep my hands off of...
2. Starting new art pieces that'll fucking blow your mind when I'm finished (I don't have a digital camera, but I'll try to post them later!)
3. Dyeing my hair jet black to match my heart, heh heh, and wearing bright red lipstick to match the fire in my eyes
3. Getting phone calls from friends whom I haven't seen in a while and making plans for mischief and mayhem
4. Running around naked and making out with my cute roommie while rolling BALLS on ecstacy for over 10 hours on Saturday
5. Spending every chance I can to drool over FIREY, SEXY SUICIDE GIRLS!! I'm so fucking addicted to this site!!

Now I shall leave you with a short, sensual poem that I wrote a while ago:

fusion

your colors melt into music
upon the curves of my naked
canvas, seamless
symphony of prismatic
fusion
and refracted light


**Now how's that for procrastination?
*muah* sealed with a kiss!