Ive been up painfully since 730am and now, i am downstairs at 1013, listening to landon and his roudy bunch of waifs wake up, laughing, making fun of the kid that sleeps funny. I dont know who it is. But, today is a day, and i became very very dizzy when I woke up, i dont want to take guitar anymore, everyones doing it and i get too sad, and see no point in anything anymore. /emo sigh i hate being slightly emo in the mornings, or all the time in general. What should I do, dear? Husband? WIFE? I ask what to do, hmm??? I also wonder <> because it's the simple fact that Im just a dreamer in a baby-ish pink room, small bed, no space, sheltered and controled. it is annoying and faulty and frustrating. Ah i love being frustrated and falling in and out of love with myself.