There is a certain hollowness in missing someone who was never yours to begin with.
THIS RIGHT NOW
I had a dream i fucked Kanye Last night, it was great,
ive been lusting over kanye a lot more these last couple of months, he aint anything special but i still want it.
I woke up this morning and already wanted the day to be over. This is how i’ll feel all day.. running away from my fondest memories.
i am sooo tired, and this shit is going to be more expensive than i thought
praying its under 50 pounds,
Been working allll morning, sleeping all afternoon,
Guess that means up all night,
which is perfectly fine with me since i have ALOT to do,
oh god, im psychically and mentally drained, and havent even talked to my bestfriend since wednesday night and that dont count cuz i was drunk,
i feel so out of touch with everyone even though last night everyone decided to call and text me at all hours of the night.
tooo bad i was asleeep, this hangover carried on till today too, i was sooo dehydrated, Imma dieeee, LOL JKJK im such a drama queen
In the mood to talk, if you want to skype, oovoo or even ask me anything im here, someone distract me from doing what needs to be done LOL
I Try to come off incredibly strong and sure of myself, which I am. I really do like who I am. But sometimes I wish I weren’t me. I feel like I was born into the wrong existence. Sometimes I just want to be rid of this existence. Just plain disappear, and do whatever I have to do it. I don’t understand why I am me. What am I getting from it? I am not bullied by anyone, really. Other people don’t hurt my feelings very often. I am the victim of myself.
I don’t want to be here anymore. On this planet. I just want to go away.