La vie, c’est une tartine de merde
July 3, 2008
escapethereality
Tags: cigarettes, coffe, etc, living, merde, sleeping
Yeah, i thought so too. But there’s not much you can do about it, now is there?
(my recent posts tent to be a bit… different from those i wrote let’s say like a month ago, don’t they?)
6 in the morning. Noises. Coffe. Cigarttes. Music. More cigarettes. Noises again. Always noises. Turning up the volume. CocoRosie. Their music fits so well right now. Turning up the volume again and again… I don’t want to hear you. Any of you. Let me go and fuck off. Stop staring, your eyes are empty. F-U-C-K OFF.
19 1/2 years, so what’s next?
Take time to catch my breath, start from the begining, screw it up all over again, how long can i keep going like this? It’s all right wrong to make mistakes. Not only is it wrong, it’s also stupid! I just want to do things right. ‘Cause i could be so much more than i am now. I could climb so much higher. I’m cutting myself back, but i don’t know why.
So what’s next? Nothing. End of story.
If i’m sleeping less, am i living more?
Entry Filed under: reality (or so they've told me)
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Lavie | March 3, 2009 at 10:23 am
There are no life anymore…