What a hellish week. AND its only tuesday!! Damn! its times like this when I know i've just screwed myself into a never ending spiral of work and exaustion. Yet I still find the time after school, college, and homework to screw around on the net and write ridiculous blogs about nothing. At least my sundays and mondays are clear for days of kingdom hospital and simon & garfunkel. I'm crazy excited for Cameo to take hold and I'm finally getting organized enough to take hold of my own life and I'm not gonna let my mentally ill parents run it for me. Woot, I told you it was hell like.
But to move on. I discovered something pretty awful today. Every single person I clicked with at Cameo was reasonably older than me. I came to find that I fail at making friends my own age unless they have an aged mind themselves. I get along with people who are not always talking about lame things but rather things like people, enviroment, music, and their phylosophy's. Nothing makes me happier than knowing that I can connect to human beings on a much deeper(but not personal) level than small talk, which I also fail at.
well, I suppose I should be heading off to slumber right about now. be seeing you xxXxx VK
Is temptation as wary as we believe it to be? or are we just weak?
A constant reminder of the left over glitter and blue eyemake up.
I walk down the unlit streets at midnight, numb to paranoia, in heels and my skinny's. I get home and lie on my cold bed to dream of monsters and heaven in a unison style.
I'm like a peppermint eaten away with nicotine stains in my eyes. Clean up your mess. . . its getting out of control