Wednesday 10 March 2010

total headfuck.

i'm so mad right now that i can't even be bothered to change the font size, colour or whatthefuckever.
seriously, the only way i think i'll feel okay is if i vent on here and i have writers block.
great.
but whoever reads this should take a listen to 23 by Jimmy Eat World.

i know there's something going on.. i'm not stupid, womens intuition.
but i feel like such a mug, butterflies and stuff.
is this it?
is this the final lap of the race?
i hardly feel like myself.
i gave my heart away and now.. now i'm not myself. i'm someone elses and i feel like i'm gonna be sick.