LaserMonkey

Someday, I hope to destroy you all.
2002-05-28 03:00:35 (UTC)

I have no title. I have no mind.

Today, I realized that I am selfish scum.

I got new pants.
Nice pants.
I went to Brooklyn today, and had some nice fun with my old
friends.

She hasn't told me that she appreciates me in a long time. I hope she
still does.
--

It is 10:44. I cannot drown my thoughts out with the TV.
Nothing is on yet. I want to go numb.
I am so weak. I never thought I would feel like this. Not
for a long time. So dark. And empty. But I shouldn't. I
don't have it bad at all. I have such wonderful, wonderful
friends, and I know how horrible it feels when time spent
with them means mostly nothing. I guess it's harder to
explain than I thought.

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Today.

I went to Brooklyn. I got Angelo and we walked to Sunjas
house, we hung out for a while. I had a glass of water with
one piece of ice. Sunjas sister Talia, her wrist is
sprained. It is my fault. We were in a mosh pit. I feel no
remorse. (Wow. I guess writing in diaries does make you
feel better). Then we went to Alex's house. She was dying
Laurens hair. Some pink color. It was pretty I suppose.

--

My hair is shorter. It got cut on the sides a bit, and then
trimmed on top. I spike it. It still looks fine. i still
feel like shit.

--

I didn't curse much today. I really should have. Stupid
fucking everything.
STUPID FUCKING EVERYTHING.

--

I like putting glue on my hands. Then I like to peel it off.

--

No more music. I need something new to listen to.

--

Maybe... if i break things.
Maybe if I draw, or write I might feel better.


...Nah...


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