I've got stress...


Ya I know, "everyone has stress what makes you so special"... well that is a valid point... but let me ask you this, how would you feel if i told you that i have a special situation on account of... eh.... on account of your need to SHUT THE FUCK UP! I hope that answers your question...

anyhoo... were the fuck was I... oh ya... I've got stress. Mainly money stress, a good portion of social stress, and just a tidbit of self image stress. Funny thing about E, feeling that good about yourself for a night really brings out a stark constrast with how you usually feel. Which, in my case, is fairly shitty. Sad really, how I feel about the way things are going these days. Because for the most part I like myself, and I've a real lust for living. It's just all the horrible, demoralizing things I do just to get by. Like selling my body to dirty sailors for twenty bucks a shot... no pun intended... ok... that's a little far from the truth... I rarely get sailors anymore. Look, the point is that I'm sick of working shit jobs I fucking hate, just to scrounge up enough cash to barely slink by day to day. I just think I'm worth more then all this...

I think so anyways...

or not maybe...

either way I'm sick of this shit... really so very very sick...

Sometimes I day dream of burning this entire city down... then living in the woods... with wolves... naked... with the wolves... make'n lovin... to the wolves... mmmmmm... wolf love'n... that sounds sweeeeet...

I need a girlfreind... that's not a wolf.

I'm thinking someone who's human...

Even though I'll miss that good wolfy sex'n...

Grrrr...