Wednesday, August 8, 2007

99 red balloons.


One word. Bipolar.
I hate it, so much.
I should be happy.
I really should be.
But I feel so alone and sad right now.
It's fucked up. Just totally fucked.
And yet I feel kinda happy as well.
This is seriously fucked up.
Damn, I'm rambling.

Anywhore, things have been good,
other than randomness like this.
Blah.
I'm going to go text people.
I'll write more when I feel more like myself.

People ar fucked up.

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