somehow, i am losing interest in everything. i figured, i miss my old bum self. i figured agan, (more neurotically this time) I GOTTA MAKE MONEY, TOP THAT 35 THOUSAND MARK. then i figure, who the fuck cares. i think when you have that fuck you attitude, you can be king of anything. heck, you can fuck the whole world over and their values still won't matter.

today, sitting in front of a desk, in an office, i put my legs on top of a chair. i think, thid will all be hilarious a year from now. as some relationships are presently hilarious, and will be even more hilarious when you look back on them in five-years' time.

i try to return to normalcy by sitting straight. i do not make much effort in looking busy.

i am just so totally fucked over. fucked by my sea-dreams. i think it is the only thing that i will allow to fuck me.

i hate it when they invade my sea casstle. i'm like, find your own fucking dreams.