my creativity is shot to hell lately. i'm hungover right now, and i slept for three hours longer than i could have. makes the day three hours less depressing than it usually is. _____________________________________________ [edit] just realised i haven't posted my two latest poems in here... i quite like them. they're just like me. well, they're about me. so so vain. but i was thinking about angel. and how she's probably read them by now anyway, having my livejournal and all. so it's someone else's fault (never mine) that not all of you have read them. they're my monster poems. maybe i'll post them later. along with some pictures of what i am now. since i haven't been diarying in a while.