I don't know what to write. And i don't know whether that's because i can't really be arsed, or if it's because i've written and thought about nothing else but the same thing over n over n over...
I hate waking up, and it been the first thing i think about. And i hate it been the only thing i think about during the day. "where is he, what's he doing, i wonder if he's thought about me?" And i especially hate going to bed, and it been the last thing i think about...
PISSFLAPS!
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Spiral out, keep going...
ReplyDeletespiral out? what does that mean?
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