I miss face book
But there is so mutsh crap there
Hackers, idiots, virues and dirty people.
I love to be radical and post propaganda on my wall.
But it so hard to take all the shit in the comment ore traction thing.
I just like to be on the edge.
What am I supose to answer?
For an xample to wear the fur you have to kill your one cat to drsurve to wear it.
So I miss facebook.....
I am live
After a hole bottle of jack and hwo knows how manny pills. And I haven't made a big fool of my self,
Exept the xray in the window episode.
I'm prowd of my self.
WAY TO GO ME.(update: well now I have made a big fool out of my self made a funny candi bomb on the kitchen and sceard the hell out of some of my room mates. And I feel stupid and start to remember why l make bombs in the firstplace. And that's not a cosy place.
I'm exsosted, want my calm back and my nervous hangover gone.)
Woke up in a new bed and my paintings all over the wall.
I though my paintings look cinda first grade at school look, but they actually not that bad.
Maybe I will get a ritch famous painter. Hehe.
I just did everything...
I took my roommates food and hide it.
Put my (hmmm... (Don't know the English word) <when you got something brokend and Yeh xray>
Xray pick of my back in the window, and I live in the middle of the,main street.
And I may have taken a few more than the doctor sad I shud of thous pills.
My apartment look like a art gallery made of a 14 year old beeing.
But I'm prowd.
My friend trethend my hous lord on his life
But I still got my apartment, and I refuse to, leve.
So well... Sitting here feeling kinda like a freek.
But still sitting her and LOLing by my self....
Can't sleep, my head is hyperactive and its desturbe my night sleep. And I have to get early up and off to work in the morning.
I really don't work when I don't get my sleep abaot 12 hours minimum.
Try to listen to some meditation music and relax.
I'm Cind a stuck in my ps game. And I refuse to start over. But I cinda hanging upside-down in this trap.
It's irritating, and it seems like I can't get loos.
But who cares its just me. Useless and worthless organic junk.
And it feels like shit.
Maybe I just drank to mutch yesterday. Cind of a hangover.
And I'm so tired, I want to sleep. But something always keep me
Avake.
But this does not feels ok at all.
I need a doctor.
I have had this feeling before and I'm thinking not again.
I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE OF THIS SHIT.
Is there somone in Norway that knows abaot a apartment ore have a room that I can rent in the north of Norway ore Kautokeino.
Ore the west of Norway, so I can relax. I can't take the heat here where I am in the summer?
Pleace Help.
At a Friday night
Just love it
Sceary wroring clowns.
Without my music and my bloody clowns I'm nothing.
I'm lying her in bed, trying to sleep, but can't.
So I surfing the www.
And found this news.
"dead man waiking up in the morc"
I just love news like this.
Just think abaot the feeling, the panic.
And cold like the fridge.
Pore man.
