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Apr. 26th, 2002 07:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariI have been laying in bed for the last hour or so...I can't sleep. My mind is racing with everything I've ever done wrong in my life. Endless torments on how my life will never be anything I want it to be. Everyone I have ever wronged, and everyone who has ever wronged me are lining up to tell me what a bad person I am. And through it all is my own voice telling me I am a waste of skin.
It's gonna be one of THOSE days.
Yeah, I'm a fucked up person, I'll admit it.
I'll get a shrink as soon as I get some cash. OR a hitman. One or the other will prolly be just as theraputic.
It's gonna be one of THOSE days.
Yeah, I'm a fucked up person, I'll admit it.
I'll get a shrink as soon as I get some cash. OR a hitman. One or the other will prolly be just as theraputic.
