On the bright side, I'm happy and content with the rest of my life.
For some reason orange juice always makes me chatty with myself at night. It's a shame I'm a terrible conversationalist. If any of me had anything to say, I'd be a veritable cocktail party. Sadly, though I'm a bit bland around the edges, and am unable to surprise myself with any witty banter. Ha, I have a weird urge to continue those thoughts, they're amusing me. I'm not going to, though. I'm going to shut my eyes and force my brain to quit long enough to turn off my body and let my brain go hogwild.
What an odd machine is man.
Not as odd as the thoughts that tap out of my fingertips at 3 AM. Goddamned insomnia.




Sorry if that sounded creepy.
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Oh well that's too bad...we're all mad here...
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When winning is no longer an option, lose with style.
yeah its not evil, but it make me think evil things
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