so, i'm really stupid. haha. i don't want to go, tomorrow, but i know that if i stay here, i'll do stupid things. because right now, i feel it. the need, the want, the craving, the urge. because i am so fucking bored out of my mind, and i am drunk, and lonely and just. i wish there was something to keep me occupied.

and i am just talking shit, because i have nothing to say and i need to get laid. which is so silly. i'll jump on the next two-legged creature that seems even remotely interested [no i won't, but i'd like to think i will, because maybe then i will be living, instead of ROTTING in this stupid room].

yeah. fuck it.