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Today was really tiring. I got out of bed really late because my alarm clock has broken and I cannot afford a new one at the moment. I feel unusual because my antidepressants are making me hairy. I'm so stoned. Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from Amanda's friend are really hard to get rid of. I look quite strange with no hair and eyebrows. I'd post pictures, but my webcam is broken. I want to tell the world to get fucked. I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Robert's heart and feed it to him for losing my mail. Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's some photos of my cock. I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go. I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder. You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you what your favourite sexual position is. That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with some naked photos of myself. (Not safe for work - teehee).
Oh and as a sidebar it's pouring out, my fingers feel weird. Doors are slamming. I just ate... mushrooms? Everyone is moving around and laughing. eeeeeeeeee
Kat
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