I am in desperate need of an upgrade, i need new plugs, a new septum ring, another scalpelling to make my arms match, and so many other stupid little things it hurts. Also i forgot how good Skinny Puppy was until Saturday.
Being sick is no fun, the Pixies arent that bad of a group, I am a grumpy fuck when i wake up, and I have a heat rash on my inner thigh. UPDATE COMPLETE!!!!!
I forgot how angry I become when I fuck with my sleep patterns, all week I have been on the verge of lashing out at people who didnt deserve anything. The smallest things lately have been the most noticable. This person eats loudly, that person never stopds laughing, that person is just fucking retarded (keep in mind this all at work). That is also getting... Read More
Yeah, but no matter what job you work, that's how it's gonna be.
Responsibility sucks, and it's always gonna, no matter if you love your job or not. I don't know why you haven't already realized this.
Also, sorry for waking you up, if that's what we did.
You know I try to understand when people dont have enough money to pay rent right away, but it gets really old when every moth my account bounces and I have to charge them even more money. I cant afford to cover peoples ass's nor should i have to. I know it can be really hard to make ends meet, that why for 3 months... Read More
This weekend i got laid, had a lot of fun while sober, and had the time of my life on a Sunday. I did a suspension today that was so amazing that I seriously wish i was still up there. I have never had so much fun in one day, in 40 minutes, or with four hooks, two ropes, and a pully; God damn, I... Read More
Dear god so close to feeling the ultimate high yet stopped again. Next week the hooks will be used and I will once again be appeased. Sounds like I need a virgin sacrifice doesnt it.
I need a fucking change of pace really bad, or a really strong addiction to heroin. I keep feeling like I am standing still while life rushes past me. I think mostly I just need some good hurtin, the kind that makes you look into yourself for that last reserve of strength, the kind that makes you forget everything else but the moment. I love... Read More