today i was given a reeses pieces trail straight to my apparent soulmate and passed up the chance. i don't think i need him. the commons smelled like adzuki beans cooking. but why? it would've been our five year anniversary today, so i loaned him $200 and we bitched about his crankcunt mother. yesterday was pissy. i couldn't manage to leave my bed. all i could do was bitch about corporations and wonder why they wanted to cheat and lie to me. it hurt my face and heart, so i stopped thinking about it, or tried. i couldn't clean or be productive for the longest time, until i got some aural soy juice and rubbed beige satin on my face for two hours and was rejuvenated and went until the wee morning. watched queen of the damned (aaliya, you were so fucking surreal) and bought two cds:-- blood brothers- crimes and finally brent randall, altho i've enjoyed it many times already.
i can hear the mice chewing on something in my kitchen. how many fucking more remain?
i can hear the mice chewing on something in my kitchen. how many fucking more remain?
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