Thursday, June 12, 2003

anxiety attack

today is not such a good day

I hate you and you and you and you and especially you.

It sounds so cliche, but I need a new life. Something totally different. I'm sick of sitting in this chair, in this room, with these this building. I'm tired of my neighborhood and my furniture and my fucking face. I feel the need to sit somewhere quiet...where there's water...and just be still. (but I did get my new Radiohead today-free is good)

I feel like puking right now.

I wish I could change my mood with a potion, like Jekyll and Hyde sorta thing. Knowing my luck I'd be stuck as Hyde!
Feeling this depressed makes me sick.
I want to go away.
The end.