#desnudo on February 7th, 2007 (time indicated as so).... and its not even related to what I talk about here.
It's 3.30 a.m. and I should be studying for tomorrow's.. no, today's quiz actually. But I just don't fuckin' feel like it. Spent more time than I'd liked trying to figure out why I couldn't connect to IRC-Friends using .:§imon:.
Been feeling like shit for the past few weeks.. funny thing is I've been the one listenin to other people's shit and trying to make them feel better while trying (yes, I am loving the freedom of repeating myself) not to blow my fuckin head off. The only ones who listen to me are Chait and Billy (of course). I was feelin dangerously ugly early yesterday evening (as it's already Wednesday by now) and texted Billy without expecting a reply. But he did. The only fuckin thing that has been able to touch me since the past few weeks (fuck grammar). Talked to Nick on MSN feeling like a fucking zombie. Either we've lost the vibe, or my depression is kicking back in full force and gaining speed.
Billy said
"I'm always with u, no matter how bad things get, never de-value urself"I wish he's here and that it's Saturday so I can sleep all day and all night. I need my reverie back. I seriously and desperately do. Feels lousy like fuck. Blah.
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