fuck me, I'm all out of remedies. argh. Its already begun. And I'm so attached. I feel like someone shot me today, And I'm still waiting to die. But death is just laughing in my face. As is everyone else. Fuck it. I am still in the state of not caring. so somehow this all doesnt phase me. yet I know underneath someone is screaming with homicidal intentions. I'll shut her up. argh.shit stained day. . .. . Where is he? later bitches.