woke up at 7:00am. *blag. Went to bed hungry last night, but the pizza this morning sank into yesterday. I wrote 5 pages in my journal and it really helped cause I've been under alot of stress lately with school and just the whole nine yards. I'm reading a million books at once. It's crazy. 3 are "just for fun" and the other 6 are supposed to help me and they are. I went back to bed at 12:00 and woke up at 2:00. Unlike other cold, saturday mornings, I wasn't vaguely confused. I know what I have to do now....and its ashame I've let it go this far. I cried because my soul knew that I didn't know that my soul knew everything I needed to know. Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself baby And just step down, step down, step down