March 2009
I hate
when I can’t tell my dreams apart from reality. I have such a terrible sleeping schedule I get my dreams mixed up with real life. It’d help if I had completely farfetched dreams, but they’re all so real. It makes life very confusing at times.
It’s about to storm, I’m glad Florida is finally getting some rain. Hopefully putting a stop to all these fires.
Crap
Sleep is for the weak and I’m as weak as they come. All my fallen glances lead me to past circumstances that got me where I am, reflection isn’t something you only view in a passing mirror. On the cutting room floor, willing to beg and willing to fight. Beggars can’t be choosers however, I’ve learned from the best. To get what you want you have to pass some sort of test,...
Wish
I knew why the veins in my wrists were unnaturally visible tonight. I don’t know if it’s the lovely glare of my computer screen but I just noticed them after I turned the lights out. Since my skin is basically white enough to glow. It’s freaking me out a little, which isn’t saying much since I thought a cellphone was a rat. I noticed the ones in my feet a couple weeks ago....
