Just bloody fuckin' ridiculous.
I've gone through at least 5 different emotions tonight.
Felt like I'm constantly lying to everyone 'cause they see me as this beautiful being of an individual, as I see myself as this repulsive wreck of a piece of shit.
Then I felt in the mood for drinking this monster and staying up and having a smoke later.
Then I felt like I wanna curl up on a couch and drown myself in some really chill, eastylistening music. Like Imogen Heap or something.
Then I felt optimism for the upcoming week regarding my grades.
Like I could do everything by Friday and my mom would be proud of me and happy and let me off my grounding early.
Then I felt incredibly uninspired.
Currently. I feel tired as hell. And like calling it quits tonight.
But, I want that cigarette... Pah, fuck the cigarette. I'm going to bed.
"im gonna need a hispanic hooker, a large pizza, and a tub of pepto bismol"
Dylan, Dylan, Dylan... You make me wonder. >.<
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