Wreckage

I'm feeling so bad, that I could possibly write a song about it.
Damn!
Coffee is always a great solution when you're feeling like shit all together..
But not now, I don't even think that anything can help right now! O.o
Ever had that feeling?
Feeling so beat down, didn't had much chance on some normal sleep and your throat feeling even worser than razors?
Well that's how I feel right now..

Not much of a party festive kind of thing..

Though I had a party last night at one of my friend's houses.
It was nice.. But DAMN do I feel like a wreckage!!!
My boyfriend stayed over too. Maybe that's why I'm a wreck right now as well.
I feel like updating stories or playing guitar.. Well yeah if my feet would move themselves and my brain activity would not be so damn slow right now.
I feel like I've been smoking three joints or something. I feel stoned/high..
I haven't touched the pot yet though. Maybe that's a good thing..
But then again it works real good as sedative and you fall asleep in no time.

No I'm not a drugs addict so don't get your panties in a twist.
I just like to smoke some pot once in a while.
Though it's getting expensive due to the crisis.. Companies need employees but they can't afford them. So how fucked up can this world be?
I blame it all on Bush.. Still.. Mainly because I don't like him.
Obama, meh.. I think it's a nice guy. But nice guys always finish last. So maybe he's a bitch you never know? Would be funny if he killed Bush..
I'm putting my hopes up.. I shouldn't do that..

My voice is raspy and I almost sound like Tim Armstrong again. (Rancid)
I think I need some chocolate.. It makes you happy and I feel like omlet du fromage.
Well.. yeah whatever.. :P
Too much Dexter's Laboratory will kill you someday..

Chinchilla's are going to take over the world riding on giant spiders.

It's my theory it would be the apocalypse of the century.. And a real scary one too! Hence I'm scared of both animals..
Zombies, I couldn't care less, vampires.. meh.. But chinchilla's and spiders.. It would be the ultimate horror movie..
I rather watch the Unborn when this dude cracks his head 360 and runs after an old lady who's getting killed by a demon child which is actually her younger brother that she killed in WW II.
I have too much stuff going on in my head for my own good at the moment.
And I still feel like a wreckage.. Yes.. Eating a egg-sandwich didn't helped me either to get the feeling of living back.
My boyfriend was even more a wreck than me, since he could only drag himself from A to B and I started to clean up my apartment for a bit..

Dude and dudettes, I'm seriously fucking hungry..

Maybe I should write a song.. and I will call it: Anticipation and Bunny-slippers..
....
What?
Songwriting has been kind of stopped for the moment.. I mean nice weather, my freakish electric guitar is at my parents and all I can play right now is a plain Spanish guitar with plectrums.. I want ice cream..
Just saw a dude outside walking with an ice cream cone..
I really feel like skating too, but I think I will kill myself doing it in the state that I'm in right now..

Wake up the house is on fire..

I'm wearing a skirt.. People stare at me for it.
I don't care if it's a mini skirt or not.. I mean they're my clothes right?
It's my punk style and I don't really beg to differ actually..
Goodnight so long and if you have pot give it to me :P

xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

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April 5th, 2009 at 03:24pm