I let myself believe this was possible.
That it was,in fact,already happening.
But I'm not going to fret over the stupidity of believing.
Wouldn't that just be a waste of psychic energy?
Another excuse to engage in an endless cycle of negativity?
Experts in the field of human behaviour,
would agree that my will to believe was not a sign of stupidity.
Experts would agree that my will to believe was a sure sign of INSANITY.
...&It was that wretched,misguiding,leechlike parasite called hope.
i havent been having good night sleeps.
& my stupid stupid car truck hasnt come hurling at my head yet >.<
just don't hurt or disable any part of me except to wipe my stupid brain memory clean clean!
i need a haircut plus rebond hair.
i need to attend more functions -.-
i need do smth w/ my long nails.its irritating me.
im craving to read that book again by phil lovesey."the screaming tree." maybe i should just buy it(: its a skilful potrayal of a mentally disturbed guy.niceee! :D
i need to lost weight x(
i need to get more contacts,its running out.
i need to have a good hard,shopping spree.
i need to clean out my wardrobe&re-buy the contents.
i need to do my application thingy.
i need to fill up the SVA script submission too.
MOST IMPT.i need to find my lil' facade mask before people start nosing.it got lost somewhere.come back to mummy,darliing! (:
-im extraordinaire pathetique.
quelle pleasure in alcohol,sleeping pills&destroying myself?oh,mais oui.
it amuses me to see how weak i can become.
oh man.they're scaring me out.shit.go away lah.no?now,run,baby,RUN!!!!!
&I thought...Nevermind.