must sleep soon or people will suffer. it has been almost a month. its just not right.

my hair looks better but is still too dark.

and now must eat and away to work.

oh and yesterday makes nine. obsessed much??

not me. no never.

the lies just come so easy now.

and why cant i get warm??

and im just to tired to put up a fight. say what you will, do what you will, i cant stop you anymore.

-me