My head feels like this:
It kind of sucks. Im pretty lost right now. I just dont know anything anymore with enough certainty to be sure. Im just not in the mood for specifics right now so: Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, the obligatory HELP ME FOR THE LOVE OF BOB! And so on and so forth I dont know. Im pretty sure no one will see this since Ill just bury it with a real update but I had to at least throw this stuff in here. This journal is, after all, supposed to be a record of the goings on in my head and life. Good or bad. Seems like the bad are more prevalent these days. But that could just be in my head too.
It kind of sucks. Im pretty lost right now. I just dont know anything anymore with enough certainty to be sure. Im just not in the mood for specifics right now so: Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, Melancholy Bullshit, the obligatory HELP ME FOR THE LOVE OF BOB! And so on and so forth I dont know. Im pretty sure no one will see this since Ill just bury it with a real update but I had to at least throw this stuff in here. This journal is, after all, supposed to be a record of the goings on in my head and life. Good or bad. Seems like the bad are more prevalent these days. But that could just be in my head too.