I am a mess.


Too fucking early
January 24, 2002 @ 8:26 a.m.

Okay.

It is WAY too fucking early.

Who gets up at 6:45 on a cloudy day to go work in an artificially bright world?

Me.

Ick. I would much prefer bed right now, especially since I didn't sleep well.

Dreams, thoughts, nightmares haunting my head.

Thoughts of money. Where I'm going to get it, how I don't have it, how I need it.

Not need it for enjoyment, just for survival.

Nightmares, of killing. Who, I don't remember. Waking up in the arms of no one threw me.

'Cause I just thought there was someone there.

Dreams, hauntings of Matt. The Blair thing bothered me more than it should have. Why didn't he tell me?

I thought as a friend it was my right to know.

But I know one thing for sure:

it's way too fucking early.



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