every word is nonsense, but I understand
I guess that I’m going to watch Blow, although I just watched it a few weeks ago. If I don’t watch that maybe I’ll watch The Bucket List. Just trying to fill up some time. It’s surprisingly quiet here, no siblings are home tonight. So much for Black Friday shopping, huh? I feel like I’m talking in circles, in fact I’m sure that I am.
My sinuses are on the verge of exploding and there is no pain reliever left in this house; it’ll be a long night.
It’s all or nothing.
But I am not really worried. I am not overly concerned.
You try to tell yourself the things you try tell yourself,
To make yourself forget.
But I am not really worried. I am not overly concerned.
You try to tell yourself the things you try tell yourself,
To make yourself forget.
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| — | Anna Begins | Craig Owens |
Schizophrenia project is underway. Finalllly. I want to go Black Friday shopping. Of course though, I can’t. I need to buy Excedrin, because I’m out. And I know that I’m going to wake up with my daily headache tomorrow morning and cringe. I’d also love to hit up some sales, maybe buy some more clothes that I don’t need. Plus, the weather today is so nice. Rain and darkness is probably my favorite; excellent sleeping weather. Now I suppose that I should start reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, considering I haven’t started the 115 pages assigned for this weekend. Maybe I’ll watch tv first, considering I have no plans this weekend anyway. This is my one hundred years of solitude.
Secretly, I’ve been thinking about you.
