A Noble Conjecture

I constantly torment myself with my burgeoning intelect...sometimes I wet my pants.

My Photo
Name:
Location: Gomorah, Sodom

I recognise my indulgence in alcohol is a cause of concern. I am equally distraught at my incorrigible insistence to partake in the celebration of my continued sluggish state brought upon by self inflicted and militaristic penchant for mindless mutilation. And you may go ahead and assume that God loves you more but He wants you to know that I am still his favourite.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Weary

I feel like I live in a world of oxymoron's.

And regular morons, too. Fucking morons.

Nevermind.

I think I must be fucked up inside my head. I've been sleeping a lot lately.

Like, a LOT.

I didn't work yesterday. Instead of taking advantage of having a day off, though, I pretty much slept my day away. I just really, really needed the rest.

I seem to do nothing much more than sleep and read. No energy, desire, motivation to do anything else. Can't even have a proper hard on watching Hikaru Koto. She's not fun now.

Its 11:46pm and i feel tired. Time to get into some deep REM shit before I get jerked out of it and then to slave my shit off for my fucking masters.

Ahhh...my weary soul.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home