i have got dreads. and a bad headache. and i am seeing sigur r�s tomorrow. and i can't wait. and i love bright eyes so fucking much.

i am tired. and i don't know what to think. i wasn't tired when i got back from london. i had been relaxing. it seems. just as i got back. stepped into this house. everything has gone back to the way it was. chaotic, stressing, confusing, hurting. it just feels like i am in so much pain, and i can't explain it. i want to cry all the time.

meh. i hate being hurt. but i hate hating, and being mad, so i won't be. i don't know what to do. i am stupid.

come on, abuse me more i like it.