I've never felt this happy and sad at the time before.

I will expect less from people because they give you everything but the answer. I can't even trust my instincts. It's confusing and I don't like being confused, sitting on my ass all day wondering what the hell you meant by saying tomato but showing me a watermelon instead. People need to stay away for a while and stop dumping unwanted confusing shit into my hole.

That's why I want to live on a yatch. Away from annoying fucks like you and him with your complicated burdening emotional strings.

But before that, please, someone somewhere out there, if God is merciful, please get me a Big Mac combo. Because I never want to get up from this bed. ever.



I found this song in my old files, Your Own Disaster by Taking Back Sunday and it is so goddamn pathetic and sad I just had to have it in my iPod and listen to it on repeat seeing how I myself am pathetic and sad.

"Just forget me, it's that simple."

Oh brother.