Ever have the feeling that everything really does suck?
Why do I find AFI's Davey Havok so damned attractive?
I'm not ever going to find a different job, am I?
I'm always going to be in debt over my head, aren't I?
Should I play silly schoolgirl and take my CDs to Gem City to sell?
Did all the decent men move out of this area and take the jobs with them?
Why can't I just bitch slap people?
Why have I not been taking anything for my migraine?
Is there really pleasure in pain?
Or is it just an excuse to go to bed at 8:30 in the evening?
Tomorrow is another day, but will it be a better day?
I find myself thinking a lot about my high school sweetheart. I can't fully remember or totally explain the Last Boy Scout conversation, but it is totally appropriate to life lately. So, is it safe to say that Jon is the reason I am the way I am?
Is that not scary?
Sigh...what else can we talk about?
Davey Havok, did I mention he's attractive?
I'm off to bed...8:40pm...what a drag it is getting old...