You Can Take Me Anywhere Your Sick Mind Wants To

heeeeeeeeey. i'm back.

i'm handwriting my next chapter for my story. I won't be able to get to a computer to type it up until nearly Thursday, and I need to get it out NOW, afore I stab someone from lack of writing.

I have work tonight - floor. Easy. I can space off half the time.

I still feel worthless.

Is there something I can do about that?

I wish I could go out and do something nice and FUN.

My mom's birthday is on Friday. She turnes thirty five . . . again.

But it's cool.

I . . . I . . . don't know.

I've had four candy bars today.

woot.

a few little truths:
1. I have no self esteem.
2. I have no dignity.
3. My heart's so calloused that it takes a pick ax to get me to feel anything.
4. i want to cry.

~Jink, whos' barely a person