Tonight

I fear losing more bits and pieces of myself when I blog - so here I am, feeling the need to publish something insignificant on the World Wide Web - but getting all fucked up about what to type in this rectangular box.

The superficial stuff should be safe: exams (over...for now. Not probable that I pass, though); food (been eating a lot lately, please stop me); movies (Iron Man is awesome - I just watched it today); alcohol (too much beer - the thought of more actually made me shudder this morning. But I'm cool with it now. Just don't pass me warm beer that smells like piss, thanks); shopping (need to go soon!!!); cash flow problems (please remind me to stop spending money on unnecessary stuff. Nobody spends money on juice like I do - I bought cartons of orange juice and leave them at home, refrigerated. And the amount of food I eat. o_O And unnecessary cab rides.) and the list goes on.

Just who are you trying to be?

I am paranoid and suspicious. Disgusting.

: (

Tell me, why do I feel like I have failed everyone around me? And also, that most of the people around me are all possible threats that I want to push away, and keep at the same time?
Leave. I don't care.
Tonight they said
1) Drink those tears away
2) Drink those fears away
Because I miss you