Monday, August 23, 2010
bad bad bad bad bad
feeling so damn freaking lousy.
why are things becoming like that..
expectations? demands? rumours? the past?
assurance?
security?
whatever.
feeling so damn freaking lousy.
why are things becoming like that..
expectations? demands? rumours? the past?
assurance?
security?
whatever.
date: 18thdecember, 11.4am.
drinking: nothing.
eating: sweet.
mood: scared and crazy.
listening: great dj, the ting tings.
reading: the host.
random: omg.. HOW?!