mom, turn your goddamned devil box off. the voices all the time... they drive me effing crazy. turn off your useless chatter or change it to something worth while. ........... well. im starting to think that he may be too busy for me. too busy indeed. maybe. too busy to even call to say hi.. like he promised. ........... im starting to think these late nights are catching up to me. im starting to think that everyone is fake. damn niceties and etiqutte. hell if you hate someone.. then hate them to their face. quit talking behind peoples backs. gargh. fuck pleasantries. .......... damn my head hurts. ahh. dull, pounding, numbing pain. always there all the time. i need to lay down. i feel sick.