Sunday, September 04, 2005
Its three in the morning .
And i cant get to slp.
Not tt i tried. I cant be bothered to. There's so much running thru my mind i dun tink i can slp in peace even if i were to squeeze my eyes shut, n lie on the bed as flat as a corpse n shut off completely all the loud music blasting on my speakers rite now.
Wtf .
This sucks. I'm sick of tis sh*t. I nid to get over myself. I cant kip harping on the past. Tis cant go on. Its takin its toll on me, on my life. Its miserable to feel tis way.
Wads worst, its so much harder not to BE like that. So much harder not to tink abt it and feel tis way.
I need to give myself a good knock on my head and get over it.
Becuz', its rlly OVER.
I can do beta w/o you. Much beta. I dun nid you, AT ALL.
And, I nid to start believing in tt.
Not tt i tried. I cant be bothered to. There's so much running thru my mind i dun tink i can slp in peace even if i were to squeeze my eyes shut, n lie on the bed as flat as a corpse n shut off completely all the loud music blasting on my speakers rite now.
Wtf .
This sucks. I'm sick of tis sh*t. I nid to get over myself. I cant kip harping on the past. Tis cant go on. Its takin its toll on me, on my life. Its miserable to feel tis way.
Wads worst, its so much harder not to BE like that. So much harder not to tink abt it and feel tis way.
I need to give myself a good knock on my head and get over it.
Becuz', its rlly OVER.
I can do beta w/o you. Much beta. I dun nid you, AT ALL.
And, I nid to start believing in tt.
Irene tells it like it is | 3:14 AM