I'M DROWNING IN MY OWN SPIT AND IT'S NOT FUNNY BECAUSE I SAY IT'S NOT, I GOT FACE FUCKED ONE TIME TOO MANY THESE PAST MONTHS I'M NOT BLOGGING. NOW THAT I'M NOT ANYWHERE NEAR MY BOOKS AND JOURNALS, I'M ABLE TO SNEAK OUT TO BLOG A LITTLE, TO LIVE A LITTLE, TO BREATHE A LITTLE. I GOT SNOT STUCK IN A PLACE WHERE I CAN'T GET USED TO WHAT I USED TO BEFORE. I MISS BEING FUCKED IN THE FACE WITH CASE LAWS, STATUTES AND SILLY BUT FUN CHALLENGING QUESTIONS. I GOT USED TO NOT HAVING A LIFE. I GOT USED TO WAKING MY ASS UP WHEN THEY'RE ASLEEP (plural?) I GOT USED TO TOO MANY THINGS. I'M USED. I CAN'T SEE THINGS LIKE I USED TO. I CAN'T INTERPRET THINGS LIKE I USED TO. I CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE. OH BOY..I'M USED.

AND YEA SINCE THESE ASSHOLES* ARE WATCHING ME TYPING, LIKE RIGHT FUCKING NOW.. HERE GOES NOTHING..

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

OH GO SIT SOMEWHERE ELSE NOSY BASTARDS!

*i'm actually in a coffee joint