why must everythin and every1 be so goddamn difficult?
i wish to tell E world,
"juz fuck it. go fuck yourself."
Everything N every 1 is collapsing around me...
too much to cope, too little time,
no room to breathe. i'm feelin trapped.
Suffocated. Lost. Confined.
Wif no one to turn to. no one who can understand.
It's during times like this,
all 1 can ask for is a mean vodka and a nice fag...
Perphaps all will seems better. E world will be a better place.
but, i've neither vodka nor fags wif me as of now.
damn..
tried to be a somebody at Saturday, January 22, 2005
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