so, every day i think about how fucked up things are. am i alone with these thoughts? i think so. dealing with death every day is starting to really bum me out. i'm staring to think that my day is coming soon and i can't stop thinking about how i should die. is death really coming for me or is it just wishful thinking. does anybody really give a shit? the magic 8 ball says "fuck off".
as far as where i am going to move... not sure yet. anywhere that calls me sweetly. so far i am leaning towards seattle.