nico-nico's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- fauxxxfuxxxxxx. because i am self obsessed and self indulgent (and a bad kisser, fart in bed, yell obscenities at strangers(not yet), steal yer weed, etc.), i am at a point where i believe that it is completely unfair and unjust that i should be as fucking boring as i am. i think i'm going to go on a mission, one in which i save my mother from becoming her mother. shit's so bad right now i'm sure she's huffing something wonderfully dangerous in hopes of getting that same fucked up lung disease me nana had. probably one of the worst things i've ever thought, but i'm sick of licking everyone's assholes and getting shit on for it. it's really my fault; i'm in the direct vicinity. also, why the fuck do people think that they can tell me all their problems/issues/mental ailments and not expect me to react? and how can i expect for shit to change when i don't trust anyone and refuse to question my own comfort levels? why since post-adolescence have i been trying to act like i'm in my mid-thirties with disastrous results? the most fucked up part? my dad's going to fire island. without me. 5:07 p.m. - 2009-04-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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