zombimonkee

I don't know what the fuck is goin' on... I am kinda' scared about it truthfully. Today I looked for my Irvine Welsh books 'cause I needed some shit to read at the court and I couldn't find any of 'em. Not only that but I couldn't find any of my book collection. It is not like they were stolen... nobody ever comes to my house. It is like they disappeared or I forgot where I put them. It isn't just my books though... it is my tat book and my lyric book too. All at different fuckin' times and all of them seriously fuckin' vanished. I have searched everywhere in my fuckin' house (its not that big) and I can't find anything. There is like a big fuckin' hole in my memory about their whereabouts. It is not only that shit I don't remember... it is a lot of shit. I totally forgot I applied and got accepted to USC a few months ago, I forgot I stayed in Charleston for two months and all the people I met there, and my friend told me about something I did yesterday and I don't remember. I sometimes forget where I'm goin, or other times where I have been. I even forgot the city I was born in. It isn't only that... I don't have a wide range emotions anymore. I am either happy, seriously depressed, or uber-pissed. I am never a mixture of anything anymore... things are gettin' too fuckin' jumbled... I don't understand what the fuck is goin' on.... grrr.... fucking hell.... maybe I will remember shit tomorrow... I am goin' to go look for my damn books again.