he wasnt what i had expected him to be. I guess i had known he wouldnt be but still i was a little surprised. ive been surprised before... and thats still being strung along. guess you can never tell with these things. or rather i cant tell. i can never tell. you'd think i'd be good at these things. you'd think. but yeaa. fuck. thats what i know. fuckall.
and here i am still rolling around in the puddle of indecision all over again. i dont think i'll ever really come out of it. maybe just few breaks take out a little time to get some sun but thats about it.
my heads all stuffed up .... from the nazla and the crankiness that comes with it. everythings just so................................................. so.
heh there nothing new there. nothing to say. its all the same shit rehashed over and over again that now even im bored of it. me with the issues. with the incessesant need to arrive at some form of conclusion. balance things out somehow. fuck. fuck fuck fuck.
theres more. (with me there always is) but fuck it.
whats the point of spewing if i haveto do it all the while looking over my shoulder and then writing writing writing and then deleting ... you know just incase.
fuck this fuck him fuck them fuck you. fuck the disclaimer.
(disclaimer: its the nazla and crankiness)
ps. why dont you just yank out that rod jammed up your ass!! please! trust me it will do you wonders!!
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