If you're here, you'd probably know who I am, won't you?
So on to more important things.
Like the fact that if you do not like what's written here, you can always visit other vague, random, mushy, lovey-dovey blogs which are more to your taste.
Hmmmm. Yeah.
Y Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Life is not okay. Everything feels wrong. I feel stained, as if enveloped by a sudden flood of grime. The world around me feels defiled. the air that I breathe in makes me feel like I'm inhaling filth. The food that I eat tastes disgusting (but I don't have a choice do I?). My mind feels like a cesspool, with black thoughts clouding my mind, like an inescapable storm.
I feel fucked.
And the worst part is, I have no idea what the hell is wrong with me.