self destructive phase
so here i am...in bed...naked and clean. listening to bush, waiting for a download to finish. the alarm is set for 8:15am tomorrow. the clothes are in the dryer. the car has a full tank of gas, the turnsignals work again. i have 25 bucks in cash to my name at the moment. many daydreams running thru my head today. i want to buy a lincolin mark viii, cause you know, its just a cobra with saddle leather seats. i just remembered theres a shotgun in my trunk that needs to be removed, heh. i'll be in the same position next weekend, and maybe three weeks from this weekend. i think life is living me. why is it i had more when i didnt amount to anything, then i do now? now that i can function as real person, i have jackshit.
damnit
damnit
