Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I fucking took a sleeping pill. And yet...

Either it's 'cause pills don't do dreams or the brain can override the fucking pills sometimes.

Really? Breathing and not crying'd be nice.

Fuck it.

if anyone's got an on-off switch for brains, please give it to me.

EDIT: Oh. Right. I forgot. People are worthless, selfish pieces of shit sometimes.  At least they are in my life most of the time.

Hello from Bad to Worse central. Don't mind me if I decide to jump off the balcony, really.

Fucking hate people.  Men have testosterone poisoning, women are batshit insane.

Sometimes I wonder if I'd've been more socially adapted if I hadn't started writing. But I know I wouldn't have been. I'd just have fewer friends.

Jen, LG? Miss you, mis amigas.